My love is the brickiest brick I know.
I will hand it to you and will not take
it back. Care for flower and watch it grow.
My stone leaves will wrap around you and make
ground forever for us to walk and rest.
Look behind you at how far we have come.
Look into sun as we skip at our best.
Hear all those sounds, those birds, those bees and drums?
We tip toe sometimes because clouds get so
gray. Lessons to be learned, part of the path.
Still I keep my promise of floor to go
under our feet. Easy science, no math.
Sometimes I need space and then I'm okay.
Time to push evil and thistles at bay.