Male

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Green fires from earth's bosom bloom, blossoms in bounties sweet with perfume
songbirds sound the dawn and the eve, soft rains fall and silent roots feed

spring on the mountain has a sound and a smell
beyond the frame of words I could share
sweetness, fecund, rich and divine trembling in vigor and moving in mind

fledglings and fauns, flowers promising fruit,
wet, though warm in this season of youth
evenings by the campfires crackling
see the promise of life in shadowed flickering display

unfurling alders with new flagging leaves,
pink plums and cherry's white flower
alight on breeze and rest on the bowers

as so shall I in my seasons time

but now it is spring, and work is what's mine.

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We touch, build, love, plant, dig, tie, cut, walk, stand watch.

I pause or go...mostly.
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I like being at my farm. And visiting my friends. And when my friends visit, I like that too. As a reserved, outgoing person... I like to wrestle, and am learning how not to fight.