A Son's Peace Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

A Son's Peace



Feeling always a part o nature, growing plants,
flowers, vegetables in and around the house.
Watching everything grow lush and green before
his eyes, my son enjoys the calming effect it
has on his soul.

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
My oldest son definitely has a green thumb! He can grow anything! He's one with nature also.
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