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I just treat everybody like a human being with real dreams and hardships. I keep a garden. I try to leave people and things better than I found them.
coffeesp00ns · 3516 days ago · link ·
- Walt Whitman A child said What is the grass? fetching it to me with full hands;
How could I answer the child? I do not know what it is any more than he.
I guess it must be the flag of my disposition, out of hopeful green
stuff woven.
Or I guess it is the handkerchief of the Lord,
A scented gift and remembrancer designedly dropt,
Bearing the owner's name someway in the corners, that we may see
and remark, and say Whose?
Or I guess the grass is itself a child, the produced babe of the vegetation.