We are not weeds


 

When a word will not do
you find a glance to share
like raindrops you fall upon my soul
and enrich my parched heart places.

Like that rain you fill in spaces
cause flowers to erupt
where one saw only sidewalks
creating beauty in places forgotten.

Published by B

I am B (call me BB and I will gut you) I like daisies, books, and men who understand the wisdom of Kermit the Frog. I refer to my favorite person as TMW5T Why? because if he had 6 I'd call him TMW6T, duh!!

3 thoughts on “We are not weeds

  1. A beautiful poem, Bekki, I particularly like the wording in the second stanza.

    “Like that rain you fill in spaces
    cause flowers to erupt
    where one saw only sidewalks
    creating beauty in places forgotten.”

    Excellent!

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