Monday, February 3, 2025

The Growing Rowan II

 



I looked for you everywhere, 

  But there was no place you could be seen. 


So I buried my heart instead, 

  Inside the vessel of a seed. 


For years while it grew, 

  Heartless I would be. 


But I grew it tall enough, 

  In hopes 


That the day I finally scaled it, 

...That on that day, you could be seen. 


And on that day, is my wish 

  Magically my heart will return to me. 









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