April 2nd, 2018
Love has a way
Of finding and forcing a path
Into our thoughts, sometimes our day,
It isn't always what we expect
Hardly what we want on those days
Where the stress of nine to five
Crushes spirits that once soared,
And reminded us of why we allowed
The forcing and finding,
The coaxing and sometimes corroding
Force of love-
Until we forget that those spirits
Once existed and we lose
The vision of the world where love
Spoke louder than little green bills
In too soft hands
On the other side of a product,
Meant to fill a void
That love forced its way into
And flooded entirely.
About the Creator
Katrina Thornley
Rhode Island based author and poetess with a love for nature and the written word. Works currently available include Arcadians: Lullaby in Nature, Arcadians: Wooden Mystics, 26 Brentwood Avenue & Other Tales, and Kings of Millburrow.
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