Natalie Dirks Poems
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I climb off the lawn mower, sweaty and hot
A cool glass of lemonade a refreshing thought.
As I walk to the house and survey the yard
By seed heads and dandelions no longer marred
The sun shining brightly across the grass
The shadows no longer a mottled mass
But clear-cut darkness cast over the ground
Covering what grass there is to be found.
I go on with my work but the thought lingers long
'The shadows clear-cut on a freshly mown lawn'.
How does the grass in my life's garden look?
Does it look like a photo in a gardening book?
Or have I allowed tall ...