Am I only the interpretation of another
The soulless memory of a friend
The forgotten words of an acquaintance
The truth held within side
Holds no lie
Yet is truth even truthful
The past sins seeking penance
Only to reap more kin
Just to become a withered petal
Forgotten
Only by a word, remembered
Yet to be caught by the wind and blown away
The petal seeks the reconnection to the flower ...
