Mow the grass,
trim the bushes,
cut the roses,
pick up gardenias,
pull the weed,
make grooves
for the new seeds
and to bring water to all.
Nothing grows
on its own.
an Inspiration Sunday poem
poetry about growth
Creativity · Poetry · Storytelling
Mow the grass,
trim the bushes,
cut the roses,
pick up gardenias,
pull the weed,
make grooves
for the new seeds
and to bring water to all.
Nothing grows
on its own.
an Inspiration Sunday poem
poetry about growth
Poet and Writer. Passionate about the world, and aspiring to affect it in a positive way through my styles of writing.