Creative Writing and unfinished business…
April 5, 2017 § 7 Comments
as i grow old
those weeds in my garden
become wild flowers
Tagged: alkanet, creative writing, haiku, poetry
Aha… me thinks you understand 🙂
We periodically mow around “weeds” in the summer, because my wife loves looking at the tiny flowers.
Ah, Dan. I like your wife 🙂
I like this Rachael, we appreciate certain things more as we get older (or just don’t have the energy to get rid of the weeds…)
Spot on, Andrea 🙂
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