A branch cried out for sunlight, air and water escaping to a cast that just seemed broader
A stampede crushing dynamite exploded any tailgates in it’s path
One and one equals three do the math
The ground froze solid adjourning any flowers for blooming, a corporation argued its appeals stating the market is booming
A troubled fighter grew hasty and wise, positioning the stem to open its eyes
A precocious daisy blossomed ahead of its time, planting a colt to leap beyond the tallest climb
So he did.