I  AM  SHE

   

Like the Queensland bottle tree

I was treated as an ornamental feature

For ages

Though I was the shelter from storm

 Tearing myself I quenched their thirst

Of heart

My dark sleepless hours turned all my

Bottled up tears and dreams into stars

To guide

Like the Queensland’s dreamy native

With my leafy desire I can now take root

Anywhere

Posted for Peggy's Prompt ; Bottle the Bottles @ Poetry Jam
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Shared with Susan's Mid Week Motif ~ Honoring Woman / Women's Achievements @ Poets United


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