A Life In A Day
Ungrateful | Untitled | Virtuous | Void | Walls | Watching | Weed | Whim | Whispers | Within | Worthless
Weed
When all is said and done
I keep running back to one
That's all that's really needed
To replenish my roots deep seeded
Sprouting far and about
Trying to reach out
Touching all that comes in contact
The power I have is a fact
Listening to the voice inside
All the while trying to hide
Yet I continue to branch out
Seemingly void of any doubt
Elisabeth Stover 2001