When I was a girl
In a long ago world
I plucked the petals
From flowers
They'd release with a pop
Letting my heart drop
As I continued my
Way round
The watery eyes
Of little girl skies
Overfill with hope
And rain
But that little girl mind
Will eventually find
Much more than loves
And loves not
Well done. I can find threads for myself in your poem.
ReplyDeleteHi Christine,
ReplyDeleteI decided to stop by from The Jules (The Gravel Farm) and I'm fortunate to have read a lovely poem this morning.
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Nice.
ReplyDeleteHow do you do that ?
ReplyDeleteI struggle with helping Son of Thor make shape poems. I dread when we have to start rhyming things, I'll have to resort to an on-line wot rhymes with wot dictionary.
Can I send him to you for those lessons ? LOL
Beautiful poem.