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bursts of nesting birds in spring,

 emerald leaves are clothing trees,

 the lazy buzz of bumble bees,

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The innocence of not knowing much,

about failure, fear, lost love’s cold touch,

 judging, shame, feeling less than,

 uncertain how to be a man.

I miss a world where seasons mattered,

poetry rhymed, typewriters clattered,

the freshness of young dreams still mattered.