The grass, and lawns,
once dry and brown and crunchy
come alive again
in harmonies of green and softness
after a long, gentle summer rain.
Before and after.
Before I met you
and after I met you –
two completely different people.
I live my life through the words I write
The grass, and lawns,
once dry and brown and crunchy
come alive again
in harmonies of green and softness
after a long, gentle summer rain.
Before and after.
Before I met you
and after I met you –
two completely different people.
Like a flower trapped in dry soil
yearning for either a rainstorm
or a watering can,
you came to me
as a watering can,
in a rainstorm,
all at once.
Only you have no idea.