1

Steady rain beats down,

Spring sends green shoots from the ground.

My shoelace squishes.

2

Vegetables thrive

In the small patch near his porch.

The kids hate eggplant.

3

Red bud trees?– purple!

In protest, point out the lie,

Violet fingers to the sky.

By JB Morris- Poems, Prose, and Possibilities- mostly about life, sometimes about God, with brief interludes concerning shoe addiction.

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