Tenth Bloom 

Words fail what we want to say sometimes. Sordid tales of painful hearts. The happy hearts bloom while the broken ones watch. In ten years, I’ve seen the hearts and the stories. Watched family sink and drown. Watched love grow and rot. Watch each tear make drops of hope. Ten years I grew. Ten years I failed. Ten years and yet, still the same. YOU is gone. My mother’s song. Every year I laid you flowers. Here’s my tenth. Fire and ice. Still alone inside. Each year each bloom. This one is for you… For Mom~ 



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