The Grass Got Green when I wasn't Looking
Today, while waiting for the bus, I heard a summer sound and smelled a summer smell: I heard a lawn mower start up and smelled freshly cut wet, green grass. It's March 16th, chilly outside and in my heart. I look across the street from the bus stop and even at the grass under my feet at the bus stop. The grass has become green and shed it's crispy, brown palette. Looking @ the trees, I can see that, although there are no leaves yet, minute buds are emerging. The world has been greening up when I wasn't paying attention; The audacity of life.
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