Where can I find the roses,
petals gifted in peace,
soul rise,
moon lost
and seen
above horizon,
the words I took
as guide,
turned candles into loss,
rain fell too soon,
too swift,
redemption in a bottle
glass broken,
open jar,
butterflies spreading to each cloud,
fireflies learning
to forgive.
***
Too young to stay,
too old,
to gift
another hope,
same road,
different the flowers,
thoughts waterfall
in love
with every smile,
joy
in your eyes.
***
A twilight
made of pearls,
strings of forget-me-nots,
wishes to rest
and fly,
to be at peace.
***
Chase heart path
loving song,
heard in the mist
it rains with petals
of your soul,
I carry spirit dreams,
your flowers
are
my own.
***
© 2023 Amy Christie
Originally published on HubPages
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Amy Christie
Passionate writer and journalist, striving to create meaningful connections.
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