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One-word Prompt for Tiny Spring Poem

#TinySpringPoem with Beth Kempton | Day 12

What's not to love about something,
Or even someone at Springtime?
When tiny twigs sprout leaves anew,
Drifting blossoms resembling snowdrops.

How many photographs are taken,
Underneath those sporting crowns,
Of florals loved by buzzing bees,
Even queen butterflies flutter around.

What's left to admire about a tree,
That's been through endless Summers,
Millions of leaves shed on many Autumns,
Countless freeze-thaw cycles for Winters.

Of the many odes and poems written,
So much are about those shiny and green,
Today, I have decided to give some love,
To the ones always left alone and unseen.

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