Shebook Poem #7
Garden Of Delight

I do not need regular sleep
I do not need schedules
I do not thrive on time of day
I must follow my feelings
This way

If you want to reap what I sow
You'll find your own row to hoe
And we will stand toe to toe
And dig right in with a will
Without unwanted sweat or toil
We will softly till the soil
Of our sweet scented garden
We will never dig it all at once
It is always growing greenly
And we live here most betweenly

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