Overbloomed

Overbloomed, drooped,
raised head falls
into yesterday’s tears
pooled.

Waiting, weighted,
to regroup.
Have faith.
Whether or not
growing gets blocked
at the top and the
root.

The Gardener
has no flesh
to wear gloves,
but His hands
will cup and lift
to transplant
with love.

Poem and image ©LauraDenise

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