motherwolf

There was something I wanted to say.
I think it was majestically insightful, prophetically poetic, almost ingenious, in its profound simplicity.
he he
probably not
Doesn't matter anyway.
Cause I can't remember it. : )

So I'll just leave this bit of mental poop for you to revel in, rather than leave it to the maggots to ingest.



What we leave behind today,
takes root in tomorrows fertile soil
and, like it or not,
becomes the fruit we eat at next weeks supper.

Everything a seed