Ye old Treasure map
A love story and good intention
Resides in every treasure.
Do not find me
I am tired
I am buried treasure
Deep in the sands
Of a pirate’s trove yo ho
Stay concealed long after she’s bought the farm
I am dry, feather dust
Sprouting no new seed
Mother earth’s skin in always
Check out my Poetry Page to see where I'm published and I even have an interview at http://savvyverseandwit.com
If spring ever reaches me I plan on spending a lot of time in my garden. I've been growing tomatos and flowers indoors. What are your spring resolutions?
P.S. I took these pictures with my new awesome camera on my mother's carpet.