Lovely. You're reminding me how often I'm focused on a big harvest rather than enjoying the here and now with my little ones 💛: "I continue to march through, determined to hurry and see my bucket spill and fill with fruit. Turning to find you, I realize you are no longer gathering.
One with the bushes, you’ve planted yourself between them."
I’d love to read some “Monday Musings”.
“One with the bushes, you’ve planted yourself between them.” Planted. Perfect verb here. This is beautiful! And, of course we want Monday Musings!
I'm so looking forward to reading more prose pieces! Prose poems are not my strong suit, but yours flow so beautifully.
this is so sweet and lovely rosa!
What a vivid description, Rosa! I could visualize every moment of this sweet scene. I loved this.
❤️🍓
Yes, Monday Musings, and prosetry. I am so blessed to have your poem in my upcoming Blog/Journal 💓 and look forward to the poetry cohort.
Lovely. You're reminding me how often I'm focused on a big harvest rather than enjoying the here and now with my little ones 💛: "I continue to march through, determined to hurry and see my bucket spill and fill with fruit. Turning to find you, I realize you are no longer gathering.
One with the bushes, you’ve planted yourself between them."
Beautiful! So proud of you 🥰
Such beautiful work and happenings for you!! Thank you for sharing about the poetry cohort! It’s going to be amazing!