2012/laborday

Labor Day, sprinklers running.
The meaness of August
neither over nor forgotten.
Still the body feels
relief, hope and
sighs in anticipation.
A potato bush to trim,
a rose to replace,
topsoil that could be added.
Spider webs, dust, overgrowth
fought back in temporary triumph.
September, the hiss of water
before the day heats up.
Relief, the illusion of triumph.

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