Bumblebee on Clover” – Hamnett Place Community Garden – Wilkinsburg, PA
Together we care for the soil… We sing praises to the sky…
We give drugs to the low… Yet we take drugs to get high…
Another day of gray skies on a humid august morning…
If the birds stop singing we will listen to their warning…
Rain is clearly on the way… Dark clouds are on the horizon…
When the weather breaks the morning sun will guide them…
The sun is my guide… I will follow it away from the moon…
When the sun eventually sets our minds begin to swoon…
A steady soul prepares us for the chance to float away…
The ground we plant beneath our feet the reason why we stay…
Wait beneath the thunderhead and you’ll eventually find…
Water falls and thunder calls to those who waste their time…
plant petunias and question everything – chriscondello
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