Rough Draft Craft

We had a second chance

At the garden of Eden

The do over to end all do overs

This time it was me In gods garden

Her many flowers in bloom

I run the backs of my fingers across the cool fragile floral tapestry

An array of petals each holding

Maybe it’s own universe

And it’s likely, considering how vibrant they are and how they make me want to cry.

I spot a single purple flower

That reminds me of the one thing I have here

It’s too pretty not to pick

After all, Who cares if we fall again

It was kinda fun wasn’t it?

God knows better than anyone.

She winks as I save the flower

For you.