Underneath the Aquilegea in a neighbouring allotment plot is the loveliest carpet of purple petals.
We have our first strawberry.
I read a lovely poem yesterday that I wanted to share with you, dear readers. Angi Sullins, the poet has very kindly given me permission. I love the last lines and would encourage you to “show up. sing. shine.” The world has never needed us more to do all three.
the next timeyou refuse to singbecause you’ll neverfill a stadiumor decline the joy of dancefor fear of lookingridiculousor you resist riskingthe new adventurebecause you’renot entirely ready oryou dim your shinebecause you’re notcompletely healed and whole
the next timeyou hold yourself suspectbecause you’re notentirely qualifiedjust remembera bird doesn’t singbecause it’s talenteda bird sings becauseit has a songthe moon doesn’t only shinewhen it’s wholeit can show up witha single sliver of itselfand still light an entirenight skyshow up. sing. shine.the world needs youas you are.
utesmile
May 31, 2023 at 5:43 pm
Already a red strawberry , super. We are still waiting…. but soon.
Lovely poem!
mybeautfulthings
June 3, 2023 at 7:08 pm
I was pleased I was allowed to share it as I knew there were readers out there, like you, who would also appreciate it. That one strawberry tasted deliciously sweet! They are looking as if they will ripen one at a time so I’m not sure well ever get a bowlful from our six plants. 🙂
nrhatch
May 31, 2023 at 11:37 am
Loved the poem!
mybeautfulthings
June 3, 2023 at 7:09 pm
Thought you’d like it! Very glad I was right. 🙂
unexpectedincommonhours
May 30, 2023 at 8:29 pm
Lovely, lovely poem. Thank you for posting!
mybeautfulthings
June 3, 2023 at 7:10 pm
It’s interesting – the readers I thought would appreciate that poem are all telling me that they do – very happy about that. 🙂