Treasure Island

Marijke McKinney


Care for the Worst


Yellow flowers absorbed around her feet
Tears that reflect mother’s golden sun rays
A quiet walk in the arms of placid fields
Where no one sees her restless body lay

Her weak fingers trace drawings in the dirt
As the day brings warmth to her little face
Slowly she drifts farther away hurtles
To her own creation of bliss places

People with sparked sympathy of sad stares
Embrace the earth stroking her dainty hands
They only take notice to express their care
When the worst grows and takes a dreadful stand

Yellow flowers absorbed around her feet
An eternal moment of spirits free

Submitted: Monday, September 11, 2006
Edited: Monday, September 06, 2010
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