Here is my hopeful poem sprouting and budding.
You are loved now, and so am I.
Two roads diverged,but they both brought us peace.
Gone were the days when your happiness
Paid a steep price.
Here is the poem nobody knows.
You found love, and so have I.
Some days, you think of me as an unwilling garden.
Other times, I see you as a flighty bird.
But we still grew through the divergent of roads
The seeds were planted
The soil muddied.
The laugh lines piled.
We went separate ways, but we still feel love
Circulating.
We bend, but we don’t break.
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