JE # 89 – The White Little Flower
Here’s a friend’s sincere, honest, heartfelt declaration of heartache. Despite her situation, she’s positive that she’ll getover it, move on and live a new, meaningful life. So here’s the poem by my unnamed friend:
THE LITTLE WHITE FLOWER
Woke up today and something was up
By my windowsill a flower stood up
White as the snow and green leaves surround
My little white friend greeted with a shout
I looked intently at its wonderful shape
How beautiful this one that my God had made
“how do you go on living?,” I asked my friend
“while I miserably breathe, wishing all will end?”
On my bed last night I cried so deep
Asked God for help, it’s my dire need
It’s been eight months since he went away
Still I struggle, half-dead and astray
I loved this man, God knows how much
But someone gave more, mine’s not enough
Couldn’t forget when he walked away
My heart was crushed, broken til this day
Oh how much sorrow loving can bring?
I’m dying inside, no sense in pretending
My happiness is gone, my life is a mess
I’m broken all over, isn’t this done yet?
Oh Lord hear my cry, can’t do this alone
You give and You take, please help me move on
Oh little white flower I envy your chill
Move on this I need, and someday I will
(photo courtesy of Jeppy Corro)

