The other half of me craves nature,
Turns up their nose
at the grey Minnesota spring.
But me,
I'm happy with the patchwork
The swathes of green amongst concrete.
The grass is greener here
Set in stark relief
against the grey Minnesota spring.
Manicured parks dotted with benches,
A bit of humanness in all this edifice
Some would say artifice;
But me,
I see romance in this place,
Two faces like a Gemini lover,
Green and lush on one face,
And grey rock on the other.
The other half of me craves nature,
Remembers the dunes
and the fields and the hills
But this half loves the bustle,
Surrenders to the noise
and the stories and the lights,
Set in stark relief
Against the grey Minnesota spring.