Concert Of The Cicadas Poem by Juan Olivarez

A cacophony of sound, for miles around,
Anounces to the world, the cicadas are in town.
The yearly concert in the trees,
fill all who hear with happiness.

Every year in the spring, they clean their wings,
they head for their stage and start to sing.
They leave their clothes on any old thing,
and oh the joy, their effort brings.

It's a stirring rendition, you have to hear,
fans gather round, from far and near.
Of your own volition, you will attest,
the cicadas singing is simply the best.

There is a symphony in every tree,
the Hollywood Bowl is where they should be.
In Carnegie Hall, they'ed win acclaims,
that would only serve to increase their fame.

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