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Month 3:3

The weekend when we gain an hour of morning,

my nephew teaches me the essentials between

grass & vetch, rivers & creeks, lakes & ponds. He,

the welcome added light to my steadily falling back.

 

by Therese L. Broderick

 

 

About ThereseLBroderick

Independent community poet living in Albany, New York USA.

2 responses »

  1. What a lucky boy to have an aunt who writes like this. Such a lovely vision of grass and fall and light and time.

  2. I’m sure you’re not really – but an extra hour of morning can only be good!

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