I Grudgingly Planted Marigolds
my mother forced me into a garden when I was twelve
I did it grudgingly, prepared the soil, spread seeds
She forced me to water this ugly dirt nightly.
got crazy excited when green shoots appeared
marvelous ruffled, pungent yellow and orange marigold magic!
I do this every year now
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2021
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