Cherry blossoms sprout
Before those tiny buds
Can break into leaves
Breath of fine grass
Trapped in each
Morning crystal dew
Stirring inside the nest
And the unfamiliar
Gentle chirps
That sail
Over the yard
The surprises of spring
Come in many forms
All meaningless
When you're not around
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a ripe and mature words in poem Before those tiny buds Can break into leaves Breath of fine grass Trapped in each Morning crystal dew Stirring inside the nest