mindful mondays
April 29, 2013
it pushes against me, this wall of wind
i want to rebel
and ride against it
at full speed
but i give into it
and let it
slow me down
and i watch what it does
to the trees and how
they rain pink and white petals
confetti on concrete
reminding me that you can’t always be
in full bloom
but somehow, someone
will always be there
to see beauty in the broken pieces
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Oh, my goodness. This poem is so beautiful. Have I mentioned that I love Mondays now? It is all because of you. Wow. You have a way with beauty, miss Jeanine. xoxoxo
Oh that is just beautiful. You can’t always be in full bloom. That is way deep.