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Posted on April 5, 2020 by Amy Suardi

April Tulips

Tulips open their faces
to the sky at midday

Unabashed at saying
what they need

Like bowls
collecting sunshine

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Tagged covid diary, flowers, garden, poem, spring, sun

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