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April 9, 2019

So now the sun was shining
bouncing off those buds;
to work Davey was pining
whilst suiting up his duds.
He felt a bit of energy
but not a lot of power;
immersed in solar synergy,
these trees began to flower.
Blossoms, yes, it would be best
for they produce the pollen;
this grove of trees
yes, if you please
would thrive when bees come callin’!
With sprouts still pointing toward the sky
former neighbor Carl stopped by.
Inside the tree, atop a ladder
Davey shouted with glee
as if it would matter:
“Hello, Carl K.! How ya doin’ today?”