Sunday

By jolantru

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A Sunday poem. More

Sunday

15 1 0
By jolantru


Dead-heading plants. 

Pomegranates 

on the altar. 

Closing and opening of doors. 

Blessings.

Mulberries harvested. 

Trained the sapling. 

The two mulberry trees

 droop. 

I think they are graceful, elegant.

Made compost of the dead twigs 

and dried leaves. 

Made a wand out of one of the pomegranate branches. 

Nothing goes to waste.

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