It’s springtime in Philly, and the trees have started to blossom. Every day this past week, I’ve passed by a myriad of beautiful trees in full bloom, wondering what type of trees they are. Nonetheless, it’s still worth stopping for a moment to admire them.

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Since it’s Sunday and I don’t have much time to write, here’s a haiku on the topic:

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Your name, I know not

But your blossoms, I know well

I pause, I wonder