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Even though lacking for attention,

my enthusiastic garden grows

from seeds of optimism.

There, spider rhythm and design create

tapestries of patterned beauty,

like sonnets composed from gossamer.

How much happier might I feel, if

instead of staring at electronic screens

I observed the news in my backyard.

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