Notes About The Poem
Every year, the first time I trot the trusty yellow sprinkler out to revitalize my winter-scarred lawn, it's a bit magical for me. Kind of mesmerizing to watch the water rise and fall. At least for me it is...
Enchantment
Spring
Lawn's Brown
Sprinkler Time
Enchantment's Climb
Up Shoots Clear Magic
Dancing Prisms
Water Pools
Birds Bathe
Spring
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