Watching seeds
from the catwalk
float like balls
cotton balls full
of new life frosting
How free it must be
to be flying
toward a new home
new beginning
Most of the seeds
travel as lone soldiers
but every so often
some seeds
are joined together
holding hands
traveling in caravans
so when they land
they will not be alone
I wonder why is that?
I'll have to ask the catwalk cat
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