It has come to my attention
though arduous in its reasoning of how
There is room for things slunk away
in the corner of heart’s bough
that in this instance a sprouted seed
green with fury of survival
pushed away dirt and muck and haste
against the push and pull of rivals
I do not know when or how
the why I do however know
There is room here as there’s always been
for love’s arms to embrace
to free and grow
Yet with apprehension this ardor onerous
A virtue like truth to see
Patience in heart and mind and soul
Love in earnest be.
Busted Flip Flops 
nice pic.hope all is well
Thanks Ron! Yes all is well. I hope the same for you. 🌞
Things slunk away in the corner of heart’s bough… Beautiful phrasing and images. Thanks for sharing Busted Flipflops. Sounds like you can take a sad song and make it better.
I just let it into my heart ❤️
Thanks for reading and commenting, Jude. It’s very appreciated.