A Bountiful Harvest

Memories float like jellyfish spiraling around

Some come in peace and others leave a lasting sting

I gather them to place in my mound

Burying one by one for the blossom in the spring

Hoping for a bountiful harvest anew

The bad ones tend to rot

Imagining them in a honey pot like Winnie the pooh

I taste the sweet and bitter memories I once fought

Sometimes my friends join in the planting

Im never alone in the field

I'll never stop ranting

Removing weeds to produce a better yield

My memories lay gathered and dreaming

It's difficult to want to heal

Reminding me of the good, the bad, and all the screaming

But those memories can't be ignored you need to feel

Let the new harvest create a tasty meal