Ask me about Love,
I’ll tell you about my beehive
Ask me about Responsibility,
I’ll tell you about my blueberry bushes;
the ones I got as a graduation present
Ask me about Relaxing,
and I’ll tell you about work in the garden

There are some things in this life that make you realize,
green is worth more than green
and that many materials lead to marginal meanings

Ask about Bliss
I’ll tell you of midsummer’s blooming butterfly bush
Comfort,
of crisp leaves and a cinnamon breeze

Do not get too distracted
Do not tarnish your beautifully braided bondage bestowed at birth

the only good tarnish is a grass stain
or a scrape from climbing “too high”

Ask me about Resilience,
and I’ll tell you about the trees that welcome me home with open arms

The world may not give degrees,
but surely has much to learn