Tiny Fingers

I used to have

These tiny fingers

Growing inside me.

Like the flowers,

You planted her

Into my garden.

You forced

Your way in

And pulled out

My daisies

And planted your

Own flowers.

Not thinking of the weeds

I would have to

Pull out.

I miss those

Tiny fingers

And I hope they

Can forgive me

For what you

Did to my beautiful

Garden.

Reviews

[Nia]

Right away i could sense the subject of the poem, beautiful at first then a painful turn. i wish you great days ahead of you and great vibes. thank you for sharing this deep personal peice.

[k.s.]

Thank you so much Nia!I appreciate your kind words that means so much to me.

[Nia]

I am very glad! and happy to find this website that i am sure to call home lol