The Grass Grows Wild On Paths Unknown

the grass grows wild
along the paths unknown
they thrive and spread
and bloom
with no one tilling
and caring
and cultivating
except with nature's sun
and rain
in some vicissitudes
of warmth
and cold

how much you my love
whom i care so dearly
so tenderly and
and deeply?

poem by Ric S. BastasaReport problemRelated quotes
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