forgotten flowers
wilting yellow fades
color of friends
not the color of love
melting away in the wind
until nothing is left but
thorns on a stick
Categories: Poetry
Poetry
Poetry
Poetry
Poetry
I respect and acknowledge the Gadigal people of the Eora Nation as the First Peoples and Traditional Custodians of the land where I live.
I pay my respect to their Elders, past, present and emerging.
#AlwaysWasAlwaysWillBe
Through learning about your songlines, I found my own.
SHELIA ★ TAYLOR 