My Troubled Heart.

I’d like to wrap my troubled heart
in Marigolds. In Ferns and parsley leaves.
Azaleas and dandelions…
I’d like to soothe the pain..

The constant strain of living with a
Suffering son. Who casts on me
far too much blame.

I’d like to bring my life back to myself,
With a warm and loving son,
by my side…loving…
….as I love him.

KB 10th sept 2019