A word avoided
Left unsaid
Unfelt at worst
Wonder at best
Acts of service were there
Roof overhead
Clothes to wear
Quality time walking in the woods
Before the bull-thistle
Knew how to whistle
The praise of a naturalist
Boundaries lacking
Not knowing where I fit in
I started slacking
And the negative space was filled
With the darker side of nature
Running on empty to a life of excess
Running away
And then turning back
I can love because God first loved me
Love
The unspoken word
Is your middle name.
About the Creator
Ellen M. Holtzman, DTM
Distinguished Toastmaster
Content Writer | Keynote Speaker | Educational Ambassador
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