I know my lizards
The way my lizards know me
Fleetingly and confidentially
Flames that dart about the yard
I see my plants
The way my plants see me
Objectively and enviously
I think of my tree
The way my tree thinks of me
Deciduously and aspiringly
Little ego of my garden
We suffer any winging thing
To come unto us
Mockingly and mysteriously
And we together sing
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