The Next Season (By Lisa Leslie)

The flowers are
slowly
waking up.
Their petals bloom
unapologetically.

As the gloominess of late winter fades,
a brighter landscape emerges.

My heart is
broken
in several places, but
hope rises,
bringing a promise
that it will piece itself
back together
in time.

My heart is
naked
like the trees
when they…read more