Ecumenical Gardening

Another day digging in the dirt

Cold out but I didn’t feel it

Because the sun was shining and I was hard at work

I saw my snake again

This time on the other side of the path

In different rocks

It slithered away, wouldn’t look me in the face

Went down a hole I think

Or in a crevice.

Being skinny it’s easy to hide.

I clambered up and down a steep bank on all fours

So as not to tumble

Trying to tell the weeds from the flowers

But they were all green

And I didn’t care much

As it turned out, so

I decided to provide a good home for all

Vegetation

Regardless of gender or nationality.

About Karen To and Fro

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