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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