poetic prose

Someday

Fresh
Soft
Pure
Heavenly

Roses
Wildflowers
Beauty

Every woman’s delight
Desire
Joy

But mine

Broken dreams
Shredded heart
Foolish hope
Are flowers to me

Someday they’ll be redeemed
Someday they’ll soften my heart
Someday I’ll no longer break when I see them

In the meantime, I’ll place my heartbreak
Into the hands of the One who made them

Who made me
Who loves me
Who wants me

Someday
Not today
But someday

They’ll be beautiful to me again

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