i'm about to park
when a man came
i was told to stop
they are cleaning
part of my driveway
after pulling the stump
i came out of my car
i started to have a talk
was told they'll replant
maybe next month
they'll get from nursery
something that's pretty
a pink blooming tree
i remember was there
before a hurricane
came to claim the trunk
after five years waiting
thanks, it's happening
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