Seeds of love

 Hello Dear Reader,

A morning poem..

Seeds of Love

These poems are seeds of love 

I spread them in your heart

with the hope that they sprout one time,

and grow into a full blossom

which birds and bees can enjoy freely, 

in the wastelands of a lost human soul.

                                        King H. Ironson

(Photogrph: pixabay)

Note

I will write more later today..

I have some stuff to do!