2022-05-28 #writing/poetry #poem-a-day
leftovers a bruised tomato, some yellowing arugula, couple eggs dimpled with excitement. they say to support children in how they want to blossom so i attend to each gently a nudge on the back a scrub of the hair a love tap to bring out their innate wonder.
before you know it, they’ve left, and in their place the fruits of magic we grew