crunch,
little leaves beneath my feet
old, and tired and withered and beat
In my hands are lovely, and living and precious flowers
Gathered in a bunch
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a garden of thoughts
Puisi·jumbled thoughts that grow in my head turned into poems· p.s. plants are so aesthetically pleasing and beautiful Read, Share, Comment, and Vote!🌸
