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she knew

sit still and listen
breath deep to remember
earth's aroma in her favorite place
beneath the forsythia bushes
where damp earth and fallen leaves
mingle scents
in spring

hidden away
she saw
a brown thrasher nest
full of bird
long brown tail
pointy bill
yellow eyes staring
at her

She was five and she knew.
essence
By Sarah Spaulding