in the
oldest tradition
I know I am
trying
something
new --
letting the
boundaries blur
inviting
everyone in
I’m like my
own little country today
I’m having a
party
I’m inviting
everyone
well, nearly
--
I’m like my
own little country today
so I’m
calling the shots
it’s the
oldest tradition I know
I let the
back go wild
stopped
weeding just to see
what would
grow – oh boy
you wouldn’t
believe
what I can
grow
without
trying
it’s the
oldest tradition I know
everything
sprouted and spread out
grew up over
my head
like I was
small again
I’m like my
own little country today
my plants
have a mind of their own
they don’t
even need me
to let them
in
I’m trying
something new
young, wild + free ++++
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