THE
ZINNIAS
Zinnias grow
In dirty earth.
Crumbly, wormy,
Soil of worth.
Not only zinnias,
Apple trees,
And dirt dams up
Our open seas.
Earth's dirt
Keeps us firmly anchored
When even wars,
Her surface, cankered.
But joyful, souls,
Who trust, stay meek,
From earth's dirt see...
The zinnias peak!
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