Time of year, reminded me of this poem. It was published in 2014.
Cranes
the crane migration,
an event to celebrate,
bird lovers, the world over,
flock to the Platte,
drawn to the spectacular,
in a land common as day,
common folks work their jobs,
and farmers work the land,
plant their crops,
while the quests marvel at the spectacle,
common as day,
in the land of the Platte.
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