as i felt the summerly sunshine beams forming a heat puddle on my back
and as i dug my tiny hands in the dirt-filled with bits and pieces of the earth
i felt a little something;
it was a little rhubarb growing from my plant and as i took a little closer look;i saw her face
the rhubarb looked back and laughed;
"well aren't you surprised, little one?
that i was able to plant a face on myself and learn all the letters from the alphabet to speak to your gorgeousness.
aren't you surprised, my child?
that even rhubarbs can do these remarkable things?
because if wè could to those extraordinary things;i am pretty sure that u are able to make magic with your bare hands"
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01. poppyseed
Poetry🌾 about people, little moments, bumblebees, universe and made-up words