Dirt under fingernails flowing sweat watering tiny seeds millions of possibilities Hope a green resurrection
The NaPoWriMo website suggests a list poem for today. I’ve just been outside repotting and fertilizing plants. I plan to sew some flower seeds, as well. All my life I’ve heard you plant your garden on Good Friday to insure a bounteous crop. I don’t grow vegetables often but I have often planted ornamentals on Good Friday or, at least, tended to my plants. I did a google and found this interesting article about the folklore of Good Friday planting. Whether it’s true or not doesn’t really matter. The act of planting and nurturing is always a positive and hopeful thing.
Charlotte Hamrick 
Thank you for your poem of hope and for the wonderful AL.com article! My wife and I live near Mobile (she spent her entire adult life there until she married me, a wandering pastor and retired wandering AF Chaplain!) and plan on retiring there.
Have a blessed Easter and happy gardening!
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I’m so glad you enjoyed the article, as I did. Thanks for your kind comments and blessings back to you!
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It is indeed. (K)
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Interesting challenge, sparse use of words. Satisfying when it works out well. Like this poem does. Like you do.
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Thank you! I do love short poems.
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