all day
in the yard
next to mine.
bent
at it.
knees in the soft wet
ground.
it takes
her away from the real
world.
from her problems.
from
the past and present.
the future is
no where to be found.
and then
it begins to rain.
it rains all night,
and tomorrow the yard
will be filled once
more with
green,
and she can start again.
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