flower garden
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i’ve always said i’ll never bear a son or daughter,
or any being in between,
or nothing of the combination;
but i wonder if that’s the key
to replenish the life in me,
to grow my flower;
water her, him, them;
watch her, his, their petals unfold
and bloom in color.
i wonder what complexities would be instilled
in her, him, them
and if she, he, they would grow to embrace
her, his, their swirling patterns,
mismatched hues, her, his, their dark spots.
i wonder if she, he, they would ever feel
the way i’ve always felt;
if she, he, they would grow to be like me;
if she, he, they would become
the person i’ve always known i would become,
and i wonder if she, he, they would handle it better
than i ever could,
than i ever had;
and i wonder most of all
if she, he, they would believe me
when i would say that whatever happens,
whatever she, he, they feel,
think,
do,
become,
they would always be
the most beautiful flower in the world to me.