Passing
Brown and green colors of dirt and grass
three inches tall in spring mud between my toes
wet from the sprinkler I ran through this afternoon.
Under a lowering gray sky fallen wet maple leaves
red and yellowey brown veined against the stiff dying lawn
dusted with glitter from last night’s frost.
Copyright © Jack Jordan | Year Posted 2013
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