By John R. Greenwood
a magic stretch of fence lays a morning gift
sprawled across my backyard floor
sprawled across my backyard floor
spreading simple lines that volunteer
to pull away negative thoughts of any kind
and swallow them whole
to pull away negative thoughts of any kind
and swallow them whole
leaving behind a freshness atop the dirt
where anxious sprouts poke their tender heads
curiously to the surface to see what's going on
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