You know the “one of” in your garden. The one with no brothers or sisters, here is mine. I know I planted more than one of this type. But in my yard, the squirrels reign and made a fast meal of them in their early days. So now my “one of” stands alone.
Pat R
5/04/17
Photo taken in my garden. I was pleased to see my bleeding heart branching out, claiming it’s corner of the garden.
bleeding hearts dangle
fluttering in the spring winds
leap with every gust
Pat R
5/3/17
For Ronovan Writes Haiku
Prompt words Leap & Throb (flutter)
