Without you,
I lost a part of myself.
It isn't bad in and of itself,
It left me in a place to rebuild.
Like a mildewed, forgotten bulb,
I will return with gentle care,
Shed my disease of despair,
And thrive.
Even the most seemingly damaged, dried, moldy bulb can bloom into a beautiful flower when the disease stopping it is removed.
It only took a seemingly hopeless amaryllis for me to learn this.
Jan 5, 2021
Jan 5, 2021 at 4:41 PM UTC
Without you,
I lost a part of myself.
It isn't bad in and of itself,
It left me in a place to rebuild.
Like a mildewed, forgotten bulb,
I will return with gentle care,
Shed my disease of despair,
And thrive.
Even the most seemingly damaged, dried, moldy bulb can bloom into a beautiful flower when the disease stopping it is removed.
It only took a seemingly hopeless amaryllis for me to learn this.
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