Sacrifice


Please read the amazing poetry by a talented writer.

intimate conversations

He loves me, he loves me not
A tear begins to form.

He loves me, he loves me not
A seed of fear is born.

He loves me, he loves me not
My heart will not settle.

He loves me, he loves me not!
I crush the fragile petal.

What if he never loves me?
My brokenness won’t mend.

I pick another daisy
And start the count again.

He loves me. He loves me!
Joy becomes a sigh.

For just a tiny spark of hope
A flower had to die.

alittlebitromantic  (c) 2013

photo credit © Niki Palmer-Speechly 2016

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