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GREEN GRASS
I always think of celebration as
the grass as it turns green
In the Springtime so unexpected.
Although it's a gradual process.
The trees seem to be surprised
all of the sudden in their eyes.
On a long ride in the country,
shows it much more abundantly.
Ostensibly it peeks from the rubble...
out of the Winter's demise.
The blades spout in noticeably
Progress with much delight.
Michaela Warren 2011
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