From a distance you wouldn’t know
That my dogwood is in full flower:
Her petals bear a strong resemblance
To her leaves.
If you think you haven’t grown,
If nothing new is blossoming
From our enforced confinement,
Perhaps it’s time to take a closer look.
Remember when “confinement”
Was another word for pregnancy?
What new life is already blooming in you?
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