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You would be
Evergreen in the
Spring, blending
Thick and prickly in,
Endearing your rough
Roots to the new season’s
Dew. They slither and hiss
Among the grass blades, 
Yelling shadows while
Searching for the calm blue sky.

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Every spring

You grasp

Green dreams

By the fistful,

And I paint my blue ones

On ten toenails

Released from winter shoes.

We’re so silly,

You and I,

Covering ourselves

With last election’s bumper stickers

And next year’s fashions,

Knowing that hope’s colors

Always

Fade into invisibility.