Is this the first spring
That I’ve noticed it
Or has the silence of the streets
Permitted this unexpected thrill

The bluster of birdsong
Crashing together
In a cacophony
Of unharnessed happiness

Nature is singing
In beauteous delight
We are gone
And the world is theirs again

If only there was someone else here to hear it.

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