|Reviewed by Amor Sabor
|Sometimes we do not know what is sown until it springs forth and grows.
|Reviewed by Calendula Petal
|what a great concept......personally, weeds are only unwanted items in our lives, some of us can tolerate them some cant...some need to stamp on it before it takes over....
Great thoughts Tracey.
|Reviewed by Maria Lupinacci
Very dark and strong write! You have described the set the mood jealousy from someone else, or ourselves can put us into perfectly!
|Reviewed by jude forese
|Reviewed by Ted Sheridan (Reader)
|Doesn't look like a hemp plant to me, but hey.|
|Reviewed by E T Waldron
|very powerful...this really stings like a yellow jacket! great write Tracey;-)|
|Reviewed by Lady Peg (Reader)
"to be pluck by its roots
hung to dry, till rot,
until it dissipates
to particles of lost thoughts. "
|Reviewed by Elizabeth Taylor (Reader)
|Wonderful work, Tracey.|
|Reviewed by Jack Roberts
|Very nice Tracey!
|Reviewed by James David Compton (Reader)
|Seems we don't take the time to weed our gardens these days. A little maintenance each spring can save us a year full of clawing through the dirt. Dirty nails tell our tales.