Melvina Germain Poems
(420) Watering The Flowers
The early morning dew caressed petals
of garden flowers, allowing them to
hold their tiny heads toward the sky.
I wore the sun as a glove this morning,
covering my skin with its warm embrace, while
the mist from the garden hose ever so slightly
touched my legs as I watered our beautiful
A sense of tranquility came over me as I
stood there basking in the beauty of the day.
A slight wind touched the back of my neck
and I was sure I heard a whisper say,
I love you.
Crack, a new drug hit the streets.
To some, it is an awesome treat.
The fee is not very high to pay.
Unfortunately, your life, crack
will claim one day.
One hoot may be an experiment,
and leave you still secure.
Two hoots, you’ll start skitching