Awake with my thoughts, I need to get these feelings out. Blog inspired by this horrific tragedy in El Paso, Texas and my genuine love and concern for my child.
All in Poem
A moment captured with my son as we start our day.
There was no significant way the plants were planted in the soil.
Branches of fruit would intermingle with the vegetables
Plush, fertile flowers growing like weeds
Tropical vegetation that can only survive in humidity
Gardenias I would pick for my hair and place behind my right ear
Which was a sign…
Childhood memories captured
Many good times lived
All this ended in a split second
Like the snap of a twig
Chubby cheeks, runny nose
Spiky hair of black
Stubby legs and big, round belly
That’s never going to get flat
Lost in confusion
Some without a home
Most without a soul
Content is never found amongst us
The need for money is great
There is always a want for more