A to Z Writing Challenge - X for X

When I am holed up

In a tiny space

Without access

To a garden of my own

I love to walk

In parks

And along rivers

Underneath tall trees

After the cockatoos

Have finished feasting

And sprinkled 

All their dinner left overs

On the ground

I collect them together

And secrete them 

Around my home

And as I move

Through my days

They feel like

Tiny kisses of love

xxx

29/4/20