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Growth
Sometimes
I wonder if
there is any good
left in the world.
But
then I remember
even flowers can grow
through cracks in concrete.
I wonder if
there is any good
left in the world.
But
then I remember
even flowers can grow
through cracks in concrete.
Published 14th Apr 2015
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19th Apr 2015 11:04pm
19th Apr 2015 11:33pm
So very true ... There's a bed of black eyed Susans near me that gets buried by three feet of snow every winter, and I think every year - that's it they're done; but come May those golden beauties start my day with a smile ...
.. Cool piece.
.. Cool piece.
16th May 2015 5:09am
