A Bad Day (poem)

My garden just went through a tornado 

The grass is deceased 

Mushed rotting fruits and vegetables cover the ground

Flowers uprooted from the ground

I don’t try to fix my garden, today was hard enough

I just pick a wilting flower from the ground

Looking at it with pity

Curled up in a ball, I sulk in what used to be my garden

I’ve given up.

I rip the petals from the wilting flower

I love me

I love me not

You approach my garden

The streaming river of your voice gives me comfort 

With permission you hug me, you do with the warmth of the sun

And all of a sudden I have the motivation to redo my garden

You watch me every step of the way

We get it done in one day

And it’s beautiful!

Of course that’s not a true happy ending because I’ll have another bad day

Maybe tomorrow, maybe in a week, maybe in a month

And you have had days too

So we’ll go to each others gardens

And although you can never fix someone's garden

And maybe they won’t get it done in one day

You can give it little drops of sunlight 

To make their day a little less shitty

I hope this poem gave you a drop of sunlight 𖤓