Is the equivalent of a grand circus
that returns after a world tour
and is joyously greeted by all.
Is the distant drone of lawnmowers
besieging an enemy
that relents not.
Are the shrilled cries of children
running through lawn sprinklers
that unbeknownst to the mowers;
are aiding their foe.
Is the intricate silken works of art
woven by spindly legged masters
whose ravenous needs
seem almost sinister.
Are the traveling troupes of
avian singers sharing their melodies
with any ear that will listen.
Is the alluring scent
of perfumed blossoming maidens
dressed in multicolored gowns,
coyly vying for our attention.
Is a divinely choreographed production
of life giving rain and radiant sunshine
performing together
with absolute perfection.
Honorable mention
Gold trophy winner
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