Just Like Trees

Rain fell for days, stopped.
This is goodbye,
bare trees like matchsticks
waiting for a flame.

Soon, you’ll burst into
new green, fuzzed like the babies
in your nested branches.
Together may you open, bloom,
take to the air.

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