Easter’s Invite – form Writing

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Hollyhock’s are chiming, “our buds are starting to form.”

Gazelle’s in the dell are prancing as springtime now

is felt; the meadow Aberdeen in serene green.

The bird’s in the trees are chiming,

“Mother is at her best pray-tell;”

She is surely blessed and swell.

Away up high a hawk soars by…

in a brushed cream, azure sky!

He’s aware but shows no care

that thus fortnight’s

are Easter’s invite.

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