What Does Your Garden Grow?
Cloudy Regret
Grief will find you as it does
and it won't bring you flowers
Birds will fly and bees will buzz
in lost moments and untold hours
The sky turned the color
of my bad decisions
Is it any wonder that our
Hearts become prisons
In grief, love remains
Not all gardens grow flowers
Some grow using pain others using power
Whatever it produces, it always provides
Hang in there and remember
I'll see you on the other side
About the Creator
Kelli Sheckler-Amsden
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