Weeds And Wildflowers
Do Not Disturb the Soil
Fingerprints and heartbeats bleed
Like wildflowers in the weeds
When whippoorwills have time to kill
On raindrop drizzled windowsills
Broken hearts and promises
Living with hope and consequence
Saffron with thistles well concealed
Exchanging light for darkened thrills
Digging up long-lost memories
Carried like fine accessories
The ones reminding you to feel
Making the hurt easily concealed
The silver moon
Leaves slivered wounds
We cover well with
Red balloons
To celebrate how far we've come
Dancing to someone else's drum
Pruning the flower to the stem
To keep them coming back again
Renewing faith in what will be
Like new buds on a spring kissed tree
Or blooms exploding on a vine
Dappling beauty throughout time
So, leave the past safely packed away
For moments on a rainy day
Open your heart to love again
Seasoned with gentle drops of rain
About the Creator
Kelli Sheckler-Amsden
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