Until again you bloom”
One of my favorite quotes by Mark Twain
“Forgiveness is the fragrance the violet sheds
on the heel that crushes it”
They lie withered, blue violets
Pressed to the ground
Trodden under foot by humanities
Boot
Lavender and blue covered with dew
Each petal is bruised
Leaves of green streaked with brown
Bleed from the offender’s frown
Children trampled by mankind
Their breath is hushed, their spirits
Crushed
Oh little ones, you have died only
To rise anew
Sweetly sleep in your humble tombs
Until again you bloom
Donna's Poetry Blog 