Being taught–
Such a passive thing
I was never taught
So much, so much

Instead I learn
Midnight tapping
Waiting for the brown rabbit
To find the slices of carrots
Lying on the asphalt walk

I wonder how the tulips
Knew when to grow this year
It is so cold
They were never taught
They just knew


About janemwoodman

Singer, writer, restaurant reviewer, urban farmer, devoted lover of my husband....old and getting happier all the time.
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