Connected Poem by Annalee Somerville

Pen in hand and pen to paper,
Feelings I can hardly describe,
Not the good ones,
Those give you butterflies inside.

Many people have come and gone,
Relationships doomed to fail,
Life is like my mind...
Moments smooth and others derailed.

In the smooth moments,
Where I greet the morning sun,
I will sprinkle from my pocket,
Seeds for everyone.

And in the mist of thousands,
I'll plant a million seeds,
Seeds of strength and courage,
That will grow a mighty tree.

© 2012 Wind Songs Spiritual Poetry (revised 5/25/2015)