
***
Spring swings in once again
with her impeccable taste
and exquisite use of earthtones.
Where there were dirt patches,
she has expertly laid in
textured clumps of moss
that interlace with the
surrounding grass speckled
with the lovely beige
of last year's growth.
My attempt at landscaping,
in comparison, is a ham-fisted
struggle for cohesiveness.
Spring condescends to work
with me and fill in the gaps
so that I feel a part of
her burgeoning beauty.
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