Note: I loved planting snapdragons and daffodils with my mom when I was a kid. Now I leave all the gardening to her because I kill every plant I touch now. (Except for that one bougainvillea that might be a mutant or an alien.)
Note x2: getting these poems out later than I wanted to this week because I am finishing up my draft of Moon Shine! Next month it gets edited and then released in May. I can’t believe I’m still on schedule.