We love the garden club,
where we plant the seeds,
and pick the pesky weeds.
Ms. Annie takes us on field trips,
it’s nice to feel like we belong,
when we were at other schools,
the other “normal” kids made us feel like we were too odd or always in the wrong.
We know we think differently,
and sometimes act a bit unusual.
When we’re in the garden,
we feel the calmness of the earth below and nature all around us!
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Rowan Finley
Father. Academic Advisor. Musician. Writer. My real name is Jesse Balogh.
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“we feel the calmness of the earth below” resonates with me. Thank you
This is such a sweet and warm tribute! Big love to Ms. Annie and the garden crew—this made me smile! ✨
Such a lovely poem. Thanks.
Thinking differently is what makes us stand out from one another. Time for this world to embrace differences...with you on that!