The Secret Life of Seed Pods

Now you see em’
Now you don’t
Yearly passing parade
You never see them

Time marches on
Spring Ahead
Turn time forward
Seed pods on parade

They steal forward
With seeds in their pods
Like tongue in cheek
They sneak past you

This year they were caught
Red handed
Glad handed
Lovingly so

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