Monthly Archives: May 2023

Early in life,
I learned to build isolated,
Hard to reach places inside. …

Signs,
I cannot understand.
What it all means, …

When the road is visible,
The countryside adorned,
By smiling flowers, …

In childhood,
My father often said,
“Stand tall, be strong.” …

On dark gloomy days,
When the sun,
Refuses to shine, …

It is rare,
That I stare at flowers,
Passing me by. …

As time gradually fades,
Leaving dust and memories,
Along its way, …

In younger times,
When spring bloomed,
Days felt silky and sweet. …

When at peace,
Feeling like I belong,
In my own skin, …

Yesterday,
I could not imagine,
Today’s sunny flowers. …

A grey unbearable day,
When I sadly want,
To wash yesterday away. …

Fresh, vibrant, beautiful.
Perhaps a reflection,
I hope, …

Clarity,
Doesn’t always arrive,
With daylight. …

Growing up,
I didn’t question,
How I lived life. …

A dried,
Everlasting flower.
I sense its’ image, …