Drifting softly My seeds will disperse Look for me Scattered Amongst the grass blades And in your hair Floating Floating As the wind catches a drift Cradled On your shoulder You are my world And the world Goes on But I’ll hold you dearly As you blow me gently
Tag: life goes on
A Mother’s Daughter – December 9, 2019
Her hair flowed wildly Untamed The scent of Tall grasses blowing Frantically framing her thin face Ever so pale With a touch of color Creating a delicate surface Painting her emotions Much like her hair She felt the world In each cell That built her being
DoRee MelNic 