there are words
inadequate
actions
incomprehensible
feelings
misunderstood
some things are best
left alone
to wither
on their own accord
where blossoms
are impossible
to cultivate
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Leonard Durso 
This is truly fantastic! Thanks for sharing!
Thank you. That’s kind of you to say.
Right on!
Thanks, John.
What a beautiful way of describing a painful life lesson that we all must inevitably learn.
Thank you. That’s very kind of you to say.
I quite enjoy your poetry, L. Nice job with the metaphor.
Diana
Thank you, Diana. I appreciate your comment.
Yes. For better or for worse. Nice Leonard.
Thanks, Mike.
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I wonder if some plant fail to blossom because we fail to cultivate the soil and leave the insects.
A garden is only as productive as its gardener.