Spring Song
I loved someone
and when he left
Earth became a desert
vast and cold.
I loved someone
and every time he came back,
flowers grew again
where stones and rocks once were.
Just to remind me,
that nothing is as pretty
when he is not here.
Including me.
Copyright © Morgana Moon | Year Posted 2020
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