Young bud, resplendent
fresh cheeked and tender green
not a worry
in no hurry
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The Hours grow long, easily
charming us with dappled light
no rush,
no rush
Shadows stretch out, drowsily
gathering moments on their way
time and time
again
Bud to leaf, blossom
to flower and gone to seed
back to the ground
Slow down!
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