Plantation

I will not dibble anymore
even i sow with best seeds
I plant apple, I reap. lemon
I broadcast love, I harvest weeds
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Rodrigues Avatar
February 28, 2022 at 9:27 AM
Love this, Alkas! You got me at dibble! You’re broadcasting love, Spring, and deliciously!
De Beaulieu Avatar
February 27, 2022 at 3:50 PM
Hello Alaka, yes the weeds grow tall and strong. No matter how you rid of weeds they always come back. Salute Darlene
De Beaulieu Avatar
February 28, 2022 at 7:35 AM
Hello Alaka, that is what i thought. Salute Darlene
Poetry Avatar
February 27, 2022 at 5:16 PM
THAT IS DEAR ! SALUTE ALKAS
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