Poems by Brother Ollie: the Tired Monk
These are quite good. Reminded me of a summer, years ago, when I worked at a cemetary. I cut the grass, pulled the weeds along tombstones. Take it as a compliment your poems evoke these memories.
The garden is the mind. Pull the weeds.Keep 'em coming OO.hp
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