A simple seed, studying through the soil. Driving through the dirt to designate it’s diploma. Learning to stand tall and strong for it’s own purpose. Embracing it’s barked scars, and broken branches. Loved, by it’s own leaves… Refusing to let concrete covers control it’s career. Experiencing adversity in storming area’s. And yet, still standing through the stress after the disaster.…
Tag: poets
“Unexpected”
I knew my life would be complete once our souls could finally meet. Furnacing my little black book into ashes, blown away by Cupid’s wings. You know how to make me happy off of the little the things. Learning that there is no key to my heart. So you created your own master plan from the start. To weaken my…
Ricky Maeweather 