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Zinnias

  • 6 days ago
  • 1 min read

Zinnias want to grow

Along the edge of sidewalk,

No one invited them

They came.

And now we will not mow

Quite up to where they march

Our tall and colorful guests

They are.


And cautious little primrose

Slip tentative between walk and wall

As if to ask for permission

To thrive.

What is cement after all

But a different sort of garden

Humans suggest a plan,

But the plants decide.



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