A Life Lesson in Kindness

## From Botany bay, to A business called Botanik, To the Botanical prints That fall off life size models, We hear the whispers of The dryads, those that occupy Trees, as guardian angels. We water the roots, and add fertilizer. We are gardeners of an orchard, The “shoot and root” beauties That sequester carbon, To…

The Poor (Two Poems)

The Poor Through the smudges of reality They hoist their head high And scan a hostile environment.  The wooden cane, just an ally, Money. just a friend in need, The corner on the pavement, A home for the daylight hours. And hope, the reflection of empathy Through a mirror on a frail face, The smile…