Wildflowers In August

 

W ent for a walk

 

I  stopped to pick wild flowers

 

L eft them on a friend's grave

 

D ay my husband died

 

F ond memories of someone I once knew

 

L ong ago

 

O n his grave I sat

 

W ept for him and for my husband too

 

E ven wondered what brought me there

 

R emembering I had a funeral to attend

 

S ometimes I do strange things

 

 

 

I  guess I needed someone to talk to

 

N o one inparticular

 

 

 

A  conversation with God perhaps

 

U nderneath these gray clouds

 

G ot to get myself together here

 

U nless I allow myself to fall apart

 

S top feeling sorry for myself

 

T ime to go now

 

Reviews

[The DuchessPoet]

"Time to go now"
Wow what a finale'

You take me there... right where you were... you capture the moment... you freeze time!
I see your experience... I see you... You make me feel your tears and sometimes your pain...
I could read and re-read your emotions...
You give so vulnerably...

I love what you do...
You're a poet!

[AK]

Beautiful.

[Wicahpi]

I love your acrostics :)