Friday, September 9, 2022


My neighbor used to call them volunteers — 
These unplanned plants that crop up 
In unexpected places, 
 Brought in by birds, or bees, or traveling roots — 
But seeing what delight they bring 
Reminds me to find time to do 
Some surprising kindness; to volunteer 
To brighten someone else’s day 
As these flowers brightened mine.

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