for the grandchildren, I want a small patch of lawn.
we roughen the soil,
pull the stubborn weeds that tolerate drought,
finally broadcasting seed through the old metal colander.
I'm teaching her how to garden, this young woman,
to lay burlap over the seed and water it in.
next spring, she will come with her rabbit
and they will sit on the grass, her rabbit
will lounge in the dense green grass.
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