The Beautiful Lawn Sprinkler
by Howard Nemerov
What gives it power makes it change its mind
At each extreme, and lean its rising rain
Down low, first one and then the other way;
In which exchange humility and pride
In which exchange humility and pride
Reverse, forgive, arise, and die again
Wherefore it holds at both ends of the day
The rainbow in its scattering grains of spray.
(Normally, I don't do poems or artistic posts but we enjoyed a late afternoon play time with Daddy in the sprinkler and I think the poem is gorgeous-as are the photos. I love to see their love.)
6 comments:
Stunning, all of it.
did you have to make us cry? beautiful.
These need entered into a contest!
Those are all beautiful pictures. Love 'em.
BEX
nice post there girl....
I loved it all. Do it again!
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