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A Poem

By Kale SinclairPublished 8 months ago • 1 min read

Chasing a fleeting union, two squirrels leap from branch to limb.

A playful pursuit of continuation until the dying day grows dim.

The tree is old, cold, and tired from the winter snow.

As they express their love, they pause to thaw amidst the evening glow.

With dreams of spring, they wait for their seeds to grow.

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Kale Sinclair

Author | Poet | Husband | Dog Dad | Nerd | Zen Practitioner

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    Written by Kale Sinclair