musings in the yard
every blade of grass has a memory
each yellow dandelion has her own song to sing
I marvel at the miracle of the red clover with her circular leaves
purposeful ant marches past my musings, giving me a withering look
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2025
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