Wednesday, January 2, 2013

the not-so-secret garden of lola veva

Wednesday, January 2, 2013

time, sweet
howbeit swift--
leave behind
a seed--
  sorrow, forgotten
  joy, timeless 

 dedicated to lola veva, the woman who raised my best friend, my better half, my soulmate. to him you are a gem; a source of strength and boundless love. the fiercest of storms have no power over your garden, for you have planted more than what seeds could give. 

poetry, grandmother, garden, flower, plants, soulmate, lola, storm, seeds

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