I dumped out the fearful
cups of water you had lined
under the kitchen window
I feel bad for the clippings
though. Some of them
had sprouted roots
Do you think they will grow
in the landfill?
I also throw out
some coffee grinds and eggshells
(for luck)
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Author: annieepoetry
I am poet. I am woman. I write with my thumbs.
Read my poems. Tell me what You think. You may find the love poem you always thought someone wrote for you. Or the one you meant to write
But
Becareful
lovers tell zingers and often break hearts
Milky Way Earth U.S.A Madison WI
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