Grow Wild

Sometimes I write bad poetry.  Since I don’t plan to sell it, I can share some of it here.

Grow Wild

Some people love gardens

But I prefer wild places

Though they may be hard to reach and dangerous to travel.

Cultivation and control can make things look pretty

But I have only ever felt my soul

Where life is free to grow as it will.


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