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As the day begins.
A bumble by a neighbor’s vine.
A wild sunflower lends a trunk.
Okra reaching for the sky.
…
One of a kind timer.
“Would you count to twenty and then do the same for the next tall plant and the next one?”
“Right here, mama?”
I hope these little bean flowers make food before the heat causes them to keel over.
Not everything out of place is unwanted in its place.
Walk with me.
I can walk, you know. Three times in the past year I wasn’t to go traipsing about. I still feel the gratitude in my muscles when I wander these days (even if my joints complain.)
So walk with me…
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