every plant in her garden grew wild
every plant in her garden grew curiously irregularly wild
developing vines and blossoms unseen on other plants
some of her plants looked like hybrids, for no good reason
We asked about her green thumb and she laughed
I love my garden, she said, my plants know it
I give them leeway, and space to do what they want
They love it that I show my confidence in them
I guess that is why they are curiously irregular and wild.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2024
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