Holly picked flowers for her mum
from the backyard bed unattended
only to watch as her mother
made a wish for a bigger house
blew, then threw the stems away
only to approach the scarlet rosebush
and proclaim them a better choice
pick, then prick her middle finger
Holly gathered flowers for herself
and ran inside her safe castle.
@laurie kolp
Poetry inspiration: One Single Impression (Weeds), Carry on Tuesday (No place like home)
