Grown

There are days when words are rocks buried in the sand
While lying there they are harmless
But when found and thrown the pain is unbearable

Trees may grow in the same sand
But as every leaf falls marking the change of a new season
I know there will always be a cluster of pain and the root of something this beautiful
Which blooms as the new leaves form

Grown

Flic Manning

St Kilda, Australia

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