Gone to Seed

I am no longer able 
To tend my garden
And the friendships
That took cultivation
Have shriveled and died
All that are left
Are the dandelions
Unchanged by man
Hardy and wild
With their wispy white heads
Bursting with seeds
Of love and wisdom
Make a wish...

bjbeyers
8/22
Art: Bruno Andreas Liljefors

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