No one likes An empty flower box Because without the flowers It’s just a box Sad and lonely In need of friends Flowery ones From end to end To make it happy To help it be A merrier version Of the box once seen As flowerless Now a colorful scene
She liked to lay in fields Where flowers grew wild Where imagination bloomed Like it did as a child Whimsical Fantastical Vibrant Free Just as she wished Life would be
It’s the pieces When combined That finish the design In a mosaic collection Gathered over a lifetime It’s the pieces Mended together Where broken edge Meets broken edge That turns imperfection Into a masterpiece instead
A transparent soul Allows others to see Their truth In lost battles and victories; Stories and memories Etched into place Life’s struggles and triumphs Intricately laced; Into a pattern Uniquely designed On each soul’s face Are smile and frown lines; Honed by time And polished by grace A transparent soul Becomes a cherished keepsake
Celebrate There need not be an occasion On the calendar To enjoy a vacation From the negative noise And non-stop chatter Honestly, I’d rather… Focus on And fully embrace The beauty of A happy place
Jessica M. Collette 
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