NaPoWriMo: Unlove poem

For a change, I’m going to tackle today’s NaPoWriMo prompt – not yesterday’s or next week’s. Today, the call is for “un-love” poetry – not “a poem of hate, exactly…more like a poem of sarcastic dislike.”

Yeah. I can do that.

Helpfulness

You know me oh so well –
you’ve said so many times,
explaining me to me.
How grateful I should be!
I clearly need your help
because I never seem
to recognize the person
you’re acquainted with.

Look At My Babies Grow!

So far so good…

The peppers are just sprouting, at last.

Most of the tomatoes are already growing their first pair of true leaves. (The “leaves” that you see when they begin to grow are really part of the seed.)