I Have, I Will, I Always Did

Along a path of hollow logs
Nestled in the woods,
Lay evidence of passersby
Their would haves, could haves, shoulds

Piled one atop the next
They tower o’er the ground,
Blocking sunlight from the sky
So not a flower’s found

Many seem content to pass
While adding to the stacks,
But for each would, could, should that’s left
They seem to gain in lack

I’m careful where I walk or step
For fear I’ll feel the urge,
To think of disappointments
Fall victim to the curse

Instead, I’m faithful in my quest
To find another way,
Where blessings shine like morning dew
Embracing light of day

And flowers bloom and hollows fill
All fed and nourished by,
I have, I will, I always did
And no one questions why

~ Leana Delle
Sunday, September 8, 2019
2019 Sunday Poetry Challenge – Number thirty-five of fifty-two
Photo Credit: Iva Rajović


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  1. Dear Leana: inspiring as usual. Thanks! M

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