New life sprouted from the dry cracked earth.... a timid small vine anxious for existence The vine grew patiently, Wending it's way through the maze of thorns left from the past. Nurtured with attention, a small bud formed a show of faith in a promise of life Daily, the bloom grew Revealing more of itself and it's beautiful possibilities Finally, trusting in the future, the blossom burst forth exquisitely, relishing the sunlight. It's petals soft and sweet and wondrous to behold. Then, an unexpected cold snap Withering the rose and leaving behind more thorns.
Reason for writing:
Lying awake in the middle of the night.....dreaming (with my eyes open) of the one who said he loved me, convinced my heart to take a chance, then changed his mind.
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