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The day before the trees bloom

By Diana Der-Hovanessian / April 19, 1999



The day before the trees bloom

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there is a pale aura that they wear,

a hint of red budding-to-be,

a soft scent in the air.

The day before the trees bloom

their fuzzy lines seem faint,

like sketches by an artist

before applying paint.

The day before the trees bloom

their branches turn to smoke,

before they fill the sky

with green maple, leafy oak.