The Flower
Sits
Alone
In the field,
Drinking
The sweet air.
And thinking of those days
when she
was born
and thinking
of the children
while they laugh
and play.
August 29, 1983
Poem by Jessa Marie (6 years old)
My parents recently found this poem in their stuff and gave me a copy of it...I thought it was a perfect start to my gardening blog!
Friday, March 20, 2009
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That's so sweet! *squeel*
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