VT Hillside

I remember:
I stood out back
on the green sea
and thought
“If anything’s a weed here,
it’s me.”

dVerse Poets Pub
Tuesday Poetics Challenge
Weed  ~


6 thoughts on “Realization

  1. Ha ha! And I always refer to me and my siblings as volunteers who grew like weeds without much interference. A very mixed blessing.

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