These are some of my weeds.
These are some of my kids.
Both grow faster than I want. Both need a lot of attention. Both take over when I neglect to give them attention. When I am walking down the street I have to control the urge to pull weeds from other people's yards. When I am staying at the children's hospital I have to control the urge to sit with the unvisited kiddos. The weeds tangle around my flowers and tug at them. My kids tangle around my heart and tug at it. The weeds go to seed and float all over the yard leaving their mark in every flower bed. My kids float all around the house leaving their mark in every room. The weeds I want to have go away and take their mess with them, and they won't. My kids I want to have stay with me and keep the mess that they are home, and they won't.
3 comments:
i love this.
That's beautiful!
Nicely said.
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