My love is like
A wildflower garden,
Not a topiary tree or a prized rose bush.
I scatter the seeds and I breathe.
I show up, I water, I enjoy.
I do not shape, trim, or prune.
I care, but I do not control.
I trust that what is real will grow.
Planted [28 May 2025 at 10:45]
Last tended [28 May 2025 at 17:49]