Wild Gardens (a poem)

The wild gardens in our neighborhood grow onto sidewalks

weeds choke out flowers in front of beautiful homes

near the synagogue we wish to visit whenever

this virus stuff is over –

wild gardens, with daisies and wildflowers

that remind me of your wild spirit + ceaseless bravery.

(Photo by Scott Webb on Unsplash)

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