A Poem A Day
The old man
turns to edge
the grass, throwing
grass in every
direction.
But the grass
that goes uncut
grows taller than
the person living
there.
Meanwhile,
the house down
the street is the
shape of a
capital A,
like it is
leaning against the
wind.
By Colin, 9th grade
[photo by noahness via flickr]
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