Cucumber

That garden you decided to plant?
            How it took time to turn over the soil,
            get past the sweat, that insistent dust
settling on your white sneakers. You cussed.

Later you’d take that first bite of cucumber,
            squirting refreshment from summer rains,
several thick slices inviting another serving.
            It felt a little like happiness.  

Katherine Gotthardt

Katherine Mercurio Gotthardt is an award-winning poet and author seeking meaning, peace and joy and hoping to share it where she can.
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