My life is like

Flowers

To represent memories

Emotions

Life, death, envy, 

Forgiveness

Daffodils in the garden

Hardy, punctual, and graceful.

Forget-me-nots running along the creek beds in summer, 

Whirling, curling, like the smoke of a cigarette

Lilies in the pond

Dandelions in the long vein like cracks, forcing open the asphalt

Lilacs in the road

Tulips under the porch,

Under the porch is

Bruised knees, 

Its moss,

It’s the mud

Its life, its death

It’s a hawk, it’s a dove

It’s the promise of spring

Flowers wrapped up in twine

Under the porch.

Its cigarette butts

Its a beer can

It’s the steps in the hall

It’s a muddy, mess of flowers,

Wrapped up in twine,

Forgotten Under the porch.