Fresh-cut Grass

The Scent of Fresh-cut Grass


the colors here have brightened, I say,
and you lean back
kicking your worn Cons onto the patio table.
I smile and stretch my arms wide
and your joy matches mine.
We let our gazes lift
like foam riding a tide,
and the sun tires and rolls
to bed,
but we stay up a little longer
basking in the glow of brighter colors
and the scent of fresh-cut grass.

– Kip Nettles


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