A child A seedling A fern A plant So near vexe…

A child
A seedling
A fern
A plant
So near vexed far
To understand a fallen friend?
Who painted the moon and hung the lantern?
Flowers around the neck
Broken glass
And I see my mother as a little girl
Her butterfly’s under that glass
And all of which, under the lid
Under a lens
Two passers by to make amends
Two pictures
Identical at first glance
Fait not lost nor left to chance
To change the stone
Dry the bones
Perfect love and perfect diction of color
My fire place… My house is full
I have loved and lost
And lost in love
But not been lost by love
All forgotten, yet not forgot♥️ 🌹🕊🌸♥️💡💙🍷🦋🌹 Photo by @citizenkanewayne @mynameisbabyblue — view on Instagram https://ift.tt/2mPQVic