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Thursday, July 7, 2011
Green thumb
Gardens and flowers were always
abundant in childhood, but so were weeds.
To a child who wanted to play, read, make-believe,
too many weeds needed to be pulled,
the child often feeling like a weed herself,
never right or quite good enough or acceptable,
no matter how diligently she strived or
how many weeds were culled.
Oh, just to be a plant, no category,
allowed to be one's self and grow and
thrive where planted.
All have green thumbs in
that light.
(Posted for BlueBell books, Week 5 Short Story Slam, 7/7/11 - they also supplied the image/inspiration.)
(Also posted for One Single Impression #184, "Weed", 9/4/11)
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Awesome I am trying to write a children's poem I've got no idea what I am doing lol I love your poignant take on the prompt
ReplyDeleteFlowers and weeds are one and wonderful, both needed, like a point in space for comparison to find your direction. To the weeds?! Or to the flowers?!
ReplyDeleteHow true this is. How hard on the child not allowed to enjoy their childhood. Children need a chance to grow and run, a few "weeds" never hurt anyone.
ReplyDeleteagreed, inspiring words.
ReplyDeletelove the insights,
cheers.
Thanks for linking.
my thoughts exactly when I saw this picture. Lovely.
ReplyDeletebeautifully expressed and soo true.
ReplyDeleteHow true ! Your contribution is slamming !!
ReplyDelete~MISH~
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too true, and it even continues onto adulthood - fantastic write!
ReplyDeleteextremely insightful - to be a weed without the label! very nice indeed
ReplyDeletelovely message,
ReplyDeleteHow are you?
Welcome join us for week 6 short story slam fun,
Bless you..
Keep it up!
Beautifully written piece. So expressive of a sad truth.
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