People worry
When I fell
They questioned
My absence
People worry
As I became
They questioned
My sanity
People worry
For they love
They questioned
Because they remember
I worry
Of my future state
I questioned
'Who' did they meant.
Thursday, 8 December 2016
Thursday, 3 November 2016
Barren Soil
I walked in my garden one day
I saw you next to the roses
You stood limped, dry
Your fallen leaves burned into ashes.
I walked in my garden one day
I saw the gardener dug you out
"It's marvellous, " she says
Our time is up and now you want out.
I walked in a garden today
I saw you glistening bright under the sunlight
You laughed as you greet people
You swayed as the wind blows.
I walked in a garden today
I saw you. I see you.
Rosy cheeks, happily growing
in her garden today.
I saw you next to the roses
You stood limped, dry
Your fallen leaves burned into ashes.
I walked in my garden one day
I saw the gardener dug you out
"It's marvellous, " she says
Our time is up and now you want out.
I walked in a garden today
I saw you glistening bright under the sunlight
You laughed as you greet people
You swayed as the wind blows.
I walked in a garden today
I saw you. I see you.
Rosy cheeks, happily growing
in her garden today.
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