Not Exactly Hip Hop

Pine trees sway,

branches waving in the wind.

The big Spring dance begins.


This entry was posted in poetry.

2 comments on “Not Exactly Hip Hop

  1. I am looking outside my window now seeing two elms swaying in unison, branches waving like color guards (one of my daughters was a color guard!). This poem is a lovely way for us to connect across time and space. 🙂

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  2. and Spring springs hope eternal

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