Susan Christiana
Aug 29, 2017 · 1 min read

I have mint galore,

I want no more, it penetrates

Follows not one rule, as like a brazen child , it contains not itself, climbs everywhere,

Takes every dare,

Challenges me

Does not agree

Always!

It has beauty, not in behavior,

In my labor alone.

As does each child , we labor.

R. Philip Bouchard ,

Strange I came across your story now,only this morning I pulled so much mint out of an area in my garden, I feel guilty.

Now, can you tell me anything of a mosquito plant I purchased that is beautiful?

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    Susan Christiana

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