I wish to tell you...
Our efforts weren't futile.
Our movement went noticed.
She's still surviving,
Despite this desert's ill motives.
Her branches so dry,
And so thinly spread,
Have little buds
grown in at the ends.
And I wish to tell you,
In hopes you'll feel the same,
That your branches are stronger
Than you have claimed.
11/23/21
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ADHD Dribblings: Poems & Thoughts From A Mind Lost In Motion
PoetryA collection of poems dealing with love, loss, PTSD, disability, ADHD, addiction, depression, suicide ideation, eating disorders, women's rights, processing abuse & trauma, etc. Some are just making intrusive thoughts rhyme, some are just thinking...
