This is a space where I have a mid life crisis, write about my creative journey, and talk about songwriting and share bits of terrible poetry.

The Spring Gardener

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Sleeping Earth
Grows warm.
The spring gardener returns
Clears the remaining remnants
of last years growth
Consistent hope.
survives the deep snow of winter.
Tender hands Softens soil.
Scatters seeds for fall.
Patiently watches over
Quiet growth
Awaiting their becoming blooms.

(From a prompt given by Kate Belew, the Word Witch)

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