a gray afternoon
without rain
still better than one
that keeps me indoors
rather be out in the garden
next to St. Francis & the angels
looking up and all around
at these signs of life and part of ours
sun burns a hole through the thin gray
seen in the reflection on the table
pole beans reaching high now
above the eight foot pole
its the growing time of year
everything in the garden
nice and green smoke rising from the corner
between St. Francis & the angels
where I sit inspired by the youngest
Ana seeing things others might
not notice but I cannot hide
as she finds me in my spot...
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