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Tuesday, April 26, 2011

The grass may be greener, but it's still struggling to emerge

Pulling seasoned lessons
from their shallow pockets,
springy fingers, nimble and green,
push through a saturated brown
to beg you: “Spare us some
of those bits of warmth
you’ve stolen, touches of sunny
encouragement to entwine,
entangle, and cushion you
against the coming fall.”
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