April Birth
I was born on a green day
with shoots of April green sparks
flashing in the trees.
Light green leaves pushing
white blossoms into flight,
having just arrived,
Olive green birds with white breasts
jumping from branch to branch.
The sun poured lime green smells
on the hands of the warm wind.
Grass green bugs began their march to summer.
I opened my tiny voice
and my newborn cry
was a green poem
to Tuesday afternoons.
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