I love this August grass
Just the way it is
Short and dry
Tied up with the baling
twine
Of memory
JRMcF
When I post a poem, I
always put “a poem” in the title as a warning for those who would rather skip
reading my first-of-the-morning musings.
August grass where I live
doesn’t really get “short and dry” until later in the month, but I thought an
August poem was an appropriate way to start the month.
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