Thistle Between my Toes

Gorgeous, Andrea. The last stanza is captivating, and warming.

Miss Andrea,
such a lady of nature :) love this!
Hugs, M :)x

For me this poem hold many parts that make me stop and reread each them.
“organic
memories, captivate
spirits within me”
“one
weed, upon a meadow”
“I
walk barefoot
upon a dying field
of wild flowers.”
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Each one says something different, but when they come together, the make this great poem.

I agree, being barefoot is a sign of freedom. And this poem final satetment is being free to be sad anf embracing it.

Love this <3

Andrea even sad I see strength and beauty in this poem. Barefoot to me is a sign of freedom and truly touching and feeling the ground. I love wildflowers they are perennials meaning they bloom all year around. They strong and besides some sun and rain they are low maintenance.. Nominated and add to my favorite. All the very best to you