I couldn’t let go,
so I buried you deep inside
where the reminders of loss
remained unseen, resting
as seeds scattered in places
tended by memories.
A garden sprouted
in the depths of my soul
and grew until it could not
be contained.
I couldn’t let go,
and you became the beauty
inside.
– Nikki Anne Schmutz
Comments 1
I absolutely love your poem. It made me FEEL. I get it and want to read more. I hope you have a publisher because this is great.