Dirt by Krystyn Lee Kavanaugh

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My love is not a neglected garden
Sometimes I splash some cash on a couple of roses and hire a fancy crew But that’s not what it is.
My love isn’t some overgrown patch of weeds
I could water it less, let it dry out a bit, and let the hose rust in the sun But at least it’s not a jungle.
It’s not a wild thing like you think it is.


Krystyn Lee Kavanagh found crafting bios more challenging than composing poems, so she’d prefer to share who she aspires to be …the Queen of Ireland.

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