Sacrifice

POSTED IN contemporary poetry January 7, 2014

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Sacrifice

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.

 

from   justwritewithmandy.blogspot.fi

 

 

Amanda Edwards