As I prepped a new mixture—I hoped, properly ratioed—for the seedlings, Jupiter waited quite earnestly outside the gate, wishing that I would welcome him into my space, innocently unaware that in order for the experiment to elicit an epiphany, his particular life form would remain ever excommunicated—for hi-paws is nemesis to hypothesis of ecopoiesis. ; )

Flawless complexion

Makes

Up

To be forgotten

What is still nook-shotten—

Via

Views

That remain away

From each comely cay. ; )

Be aware where wolves may

Enjoy frolic of play,

Rightly, re turnskin’s day—

As kin turn kinder way

To uplift as beasts say:

“Carry haired fairy’s ray.” ; )

Pigeons per pavement place proceed pleasantly pinking—perchance, progressing papillae’s primordium per park’s peckish persona. ; )

Then, there is the parascience of psychological dendrology, which argues, amongst other points, that leaves do not depart their branches due to chlorophyll’s creation cessation, but, rather, they fall—like tears—for reasons connected to emotional release. ; )