What should I be sorry for?
The moon doesn’t apologize for causing the
rise and fall of the tides.
Why should I?
Just because you don’t water your own flowers,
doesn’t mean you get to stomp on mine.
I won’t let you crush what it took me years to grow.
Instead of hurting mine, tend to your own.
Maybe your garden can grow too.
That my head is too far up in the
clouds to watch where I’m walking.
I’m too busy looking up to the sky.
my eyes feast upon the galaxies and
the thousands of stars that lay beyond.
could be if you don’t look up.
Do you dream of being another crack in the sidewalk?
I’ll never be sorry for who I am.
I am a growing garden.
I am a shining star.
I am the moon.
I cause the tides to rise and fall,
without regret or remorse.
(c) Copyright 2016 Keri Nichole
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