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Springing My Step
wandering,
watching,
following a floating
dandelion seed parachute dancing
on a friendly breeze,
in
grass-stained shoes
off to the left,
waxy purple, red, yellow, and pink tulips
caressing the nose with exotic perfumes
buzzing life
&
the odor of heating moist black soil
is airing a greening report of
fertilizing capacity
for
the sunning
landscape
and me
...
Tuesday 23rd March 2021 2:32 am
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