They Find Their Needs Met in You

They Find Their Needs Met in You

Connor Stubblefield, M3, Class of 2022

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The row of pink lines, round faces tousled at every frill and trill by the wind, finds its needs met in you.

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The shorter friends, purple and yellow bunches tossed not as much by the wind as by the butterflies and bees that leap and jump from their platforms—yes, these too, the flowers and the bright flitting patterns under the sun, find their needs met in you. Continue reading “They Find Their Needs Met in You”