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The Gardener's Task


On a summer's morn, waiting there,
beneath the tint of yellow glare;
The gardener's unending task,
remove from soil each spear of grass.
To weed, in jest, lay rest to weed,
prepare for soil the birth of seed.
To lean and loaf on hoe and stare,
and marvel at the earth laid bare.
To plant the seed, then leave to task,
the never-ending creep of grass.



© Ashley Lowery, 2004
Wilson,North Carolina
Snookie

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