Image Call me Chamomile… 22 Wednesday Jun 2016 Posted by ~MyLa in Poetry, Unfettered ≈ Leave a comment TagsLife, Personal Power, Poetry, Self Scotch Broom invasive, unrelenting bully, has nothing on Chamomile’s quiet crusade to propagate and grow, where no Broom has dared vomit, its noxious seed. Call me Chamomile, growing, unapologetic and oh so inconveniently, right in the middle of the damn road! ~Marcela: Unapologetically inconveniencing, you? June 22, 2016 Share this:Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window)Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window)Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window)Click to print (Opens in new window)MoreClick to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window)Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window)Click to share on WhatsApp (Opens in new window)Click to share on Skype (Opens in new window) Related
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