We’ve talked about how they grow–
connected at first
by a vine,the cord
which nourishes the tiny fruit.
And before that, the seed
itself, planted in the earth,
in the Deep darkness
of unknowing. Remember
how small everything was at first,
how deep and vastand wondrous–
how small we were
as we approached the garden,
green and yellow and orange,
our arms unable to reach
around, to carry abandoned treasure.
Our eager hands clasped tight,
though, The perfect size
to form a friendship chain
for snaking our way together
through this haystack maze.
Jewniquely Myself 
That sure is an amazing note…taking inspiration from pumpkin it weaves the truths of life…
I love it👍🏻👌🏻💕
Thank you my friend, such a treat to go exploring with you…blessings and love to you,
Same for u dear💐
So sweet and wonderful. Even lessons in life don’t seem like lessons with you – just gentle, light and tasty like pumpkin pie! 🙂
Such joy to share my little poems with you, to hear that they resonate somehow, to join you in the wonder and the dance of Life and Love, blessings to you, my beloved Krishnapriya!
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Thank you, sweet friend!