Garden.
Sweat. Pulling weeds.
Laboring to give the love it needs.
Planting miniscule seeds.
Barren.
So slow. Nothing to show.
But in the end the plants do grow.
Blooms. Satisfying joy flows.
- Jefferson Green, 8/2/2004
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July 21, 2005
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