one broken flower
a new home between pages
your color changes
(my first attempt at a haiku : )
you rescued a flower from the ground
so that it wouldn't get run over
and gave it to me, it was so sweet.
a broken flower
to mend my broken spirit.
i kept twirling it rapidly between my fingers,
the energy must have been coming
from all that i was feeling that day
and it seems that we healed each other
because it lifted my spirits, i was feeling better
and this flower found a new home in my memories
and this moment
will always bring a smile to my face.
thank you mary.