planted and
pushing..
strained against
a wall,
poking through
brick,
the
hair caught
between two teeth
pluck it from the source
of its seed,
much like any
weed.
hands in the garden
reflection + romance + release
planted and
pushing..
strained against
a wall,
poking through
brick,
the
hair caught
between two teeth
pluck it from the source
of its seed,
much like any
weed.
hands in the garden 
I wish to be so resilient as a weed.
Well articulated. 🙂
Thank you. 🧡 I need to write it, Gorman… Stay tuned…
I shall!
It is on my blog under the title resilient as weeds.