Crows in Spring

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There is a spot 
Next to Wendy’s Fast Food. 
Lots of trees 
Awaiting leaves. 
Next to a small 
Creek 
running clear 
And lyrical. 


The crows are above 
Many of them. 
Black and boisterous. 
But their cries hold 
The magic and promise 
Of May flowers. 
Short sleeves. 
Evening walks. 
Front porch talks. 
Dry baseball fields. 
Tulips’ lush yields. 


Go ahead guys. 
Make all that noise. 
Whoop it up. 
Fine by me. 
Soon you will be 
Hard at work 
Feeding your young ones.

As are we. 


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