Oh the feeling of picking up cigarette butts.
It is my joy, my reason to be.
When I pick them up with my clean fingers I imagine the joy that the smoker must be in.
Their lips so sweet and tar stained.
How I wish I could mount them on my wall for all to see .
When the butts stick out from my potted plants.
Oh how jealous the plant is when I remove their carcinogenic friend .
5, 10 sometimes 21, I pick up off the floor and plants each day that I am fortunate enough to care.
So many different lips I have touched.
How fortunate I am to have so many caring friends .
How fortunate I am that they leave their butts for me and my plants.
How sad we will all be when they quit or fade away like the smoke from the precious wrinkled lips.
Jerec Velez
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Jerec Velez
Jerec lives is Southern California, works as a Horticulturist by day and teaches ballet and writes at night. He has 2 Garden friendly paperbacks children's chapter books on Amazon entitled
"Danny's New Life" And "Ruby Meets A Little Girl.
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