Are You New Here?
Unlock the tree to access the sun in the sap;
it’s the only thing you can do sometimes.
When life hands you limes,
learn to make limeade
instead of the lemonade you expected
to make out of this shitty situation.
Go forward when you have the light
to do that, but when you don’t,
try not to envy those who do —
somewhere a lettuce grows or a cabbage,
maybe a cabbage, and it carries your name
in its cruciferous heart; you have only to
water it and weed it and harvest it and read it.
Today’s prompt over at NaPoWriMo.net was to write a poem in which something is hidden or hinted at or otherwise not obvious. Can you guess what mine is?
Marilyn Rauch Cavicchia 
Good poem! I really like the last stanza. I’m afraid I’m bad at riddles but I don’t need to know the answer to enjoy! 🙂
Thank you! I’m glad you could enjoy it even without solving it.
I’m a terrible solver too, but I’m dying to know what is hiding?
SPOILER ALERT!!!!! DO NOT READ IF YOU STILL WANT TO GUESS
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OK … It’s the color green.
I was thinking garden… Close but no cigar
Love this, in a way sarcastic and bitter, but also beautiful and I love the end. Never knew you could read a cabbage, but why not?
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