“Don’t know what to feel…”

Yellow blooms coloring greyness.

Branches reaching for the sky. ...

Sometimes,

Emptiness and fog,

Is all I feel. ...

Trimmed.

Waiting to grow.

Looking on. ...

If reincarnated,

I’d like to be him.

Free. ...

Sometimes,

We bloom too early.

Covered by life, ...

He works the land.

Waving,

As I walk by. ...

Next to you.

No matter when.

Or how. ...

So many things I see,

But can’t grasp.

Living in a world, ...

Sometimes I wake,

To flowers I’ve never seen.

“Did you bloom as I slept?” ...

Can I swim in you?

“Why?”

You look mysterious, ...

Where we headed?

“Home.” ...

Red’s for autumn.

It’s spring.

Time for green. ...

Who ate me?

I did.

Why? ...

Waving goodbye.

Hoping,

To see you back. ...

I’m blooming.

“Don’t I look wonderful?”

I’ve just been mowed. ...

A single letter,

Hugging a lonely number.

Apart, ...

Yellow,

Pink,

Or blue? ...

If you hold me,

Tune me, and

Listen, ...

Don’t forget the mountains.

Watch the road.

Be careful. ...

God you look delicious!

“I am.

But be careful.” ...