Best Grudgingly Poems

Gradually Grudgingly Giving In
David J Walker

The cold holds no such 
Color so bold as winters bite
remembering so many a
Summer night
The warm leaving
Sweat so wet on 
The back of your neck
in the faded moonlight
that looked for all the same
In December 
until you factor in
the distant solstice...

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my mother forced me into a garden when I was twelve
I did it grudgingly, prepared the soil, spread seeds
She forced me to water this ugly dirt nightly.
got crazy excited when green shoots appeared
marvelous ruffled, pungent yellow and orange marigold magic!
I do this every year now...

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