the dandelion . found a good spot, but mostly . it was down to luck
sometimes a tunnel . isn’t, and what’s at the end . is just open space
one looks to the sun . the other can remember . the reason it can’t
a path not taken . becomes overgrown, and soon . returns to nature
taking in sunlight . the indoor plant doesn’t care . that it’s not outdoors
under a storm cloud . it is easy to forget . that it too shall pass
we can imagine . a bird’s fictional story . in one lost feather
capture a moment . commit it to memory . the days do not last
to live a full life . it helps to hear the music . in quiet moments
what looks like decay . is often shedding of what’s . no longer needed
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