The smell of sharp mint from delicate plants,
the tiny roly polies crawling on the cement, and
the worry-free laughter of children as they play
are all lost to the girl with a heavy heart.
The smell of dirty dishes in the sink,
the ants scavenging on the unswept floor,
and the sound of sad music as it plays
are all the girl with the lost heart has now.
She wants it all back now as she
listens to the children play as she walks past,
watches the roly polies from atop her bike,
and smells the tiny mint plants planted in the yard.
What was lost can’t be regained,
and the girl doesn’t deny this, but
she picked the tiny mint leaves anyway
in hopes that the sweet mint tea will taste the same.