Peppermint's Gratitude
My scent is sent
to salute you --
a clear cloud
of praise,
a tribute to you
for my roots,
stem,
and veins.
I push out --
my rough edges
reach for your rays,
striving to be
closer to you
all my days.
© 2014 Tabatha Yeatts. All rights reserved.
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| Photo: Suzie's Farm |
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Submissions will be accepted until September 30th, but stay tuned for the end-of-month wrap-up TOMORROW! All participants will be entered to win a copy of Irene's beautiful new children's poetry collection:
Wonderful job capturing this plant's feelings and making them our own. A beauty of a poem, Tabatha!
ReplyDeleteThanks, Michelle and Irene! This was a fun prompt. :-)
ReplyDeleteAh, the patience of mint, right? It's lovely, Tabatha, fun to hear about the mint's gifts.
ReplyDeleteMmmm, I can almost smell/taste the peppermint! I am grateful for Tabatha's minty fresh brilliance. Brava! = )
ReplyDeleteLovely praise of the sun. I can smell the mint.
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