Crafted with love
And feeling
Has come apart
In a million pieces…
Moments
Thoughts
Intentions lost
Misunderstood
And turned
Uncomprehended
Into something
Unintended
Like a vase
Shattered
On the floor
Can’t be
What it was
Before—
Much less the flower
Crystal
Can be replaced
Even
A sentimental piece
But not petals
Tender
Trying to bloom…
And I’m helpless
Before
The brokenness
Of ruin.