Tag: poetry

The dripping of the sink Reminded me of summer Drip Drip Splat. Of the ice cream you promised But never bought Fun planned But never enacted Hearts broken But never recovered All I wanted was Cold and sweet But got Freezing hearts and lies.

Dancing in the sun Living life outdoors with ease Never will go in

The breeze touched my skin The birds sang me their good morning lullaby As I struggled to move To wake To sit To think Freedom to do as I wanted To do as I needed To move as much Or as little As time allowed I opened slowly Carefully

I didn’t know if it would help To call To ask To pray Who would answer? And how would I know? I could feel the grass The trees The wind I could hear them like God hears my prayers.