whatever wants to grow wil grow
woodland sunflower
not my only renegade plant
baby tree grew out of middle of my fire pit
pushing her way through concrete and rock
two layers of concrete!
we do not even have black dirt here in Kansas
yet, whatever wants to grow, grows
I marvel at the marvelousness of a determined tree
pushing her way up through the clay,
showing me that she is alive and well
and now twelve feet high
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