For the Love of Simple Things

Prose Poem

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I love trees and fields of green and the way the sun shines on them differently, depending upon the time.

I love rocks and boulders and stepping stones and the moss that gathers and grows and the feel of it, under my toes.

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Come have a cuppa with me in my garden. Enjoy the plants, critters, and people who gather here, discovering the delights of simple living and the wisdom the earth shares with us.

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Katie Michaelson

Katie Michaelson

I’m a retired therapist who specialised in parenting. I write on the edge of verse and prose about plants and people and simple things.

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