If you swim before the children wake
take me along. Though it is you, Folly Beach
lifer, and me
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I'm currently a third-year medical student at the Carver College of Medicine (University of Iowa) interested in a career in psychiatry. In my free time, you can find me writing poetry on my teal ... [+]
It's okay to rip flowers out
and to set fire to vines,
to pluck petals off without
counting to love me
or love me not.
It's okay to let fruit spoil
without giving it a chance
to taste sweet.
It's okay to have weeds and bees
and birdbaths full of June bugs,
to plant watermelon seeds
that will never grow.
It's okay to cut the heads off roses
and to water the bush that will never bloom.
It's okay to dance
in a garden of goodbyes
to let go,
to make room.
and to set fire to vines,
to pluck petals off without
counting to love me
or love me not.
It's okay to let fruit spoil
without giving it a chance
to taste sweet.
It's okay to have weeds and bees
and birdbaths full of June bugs,
to plant watermelon seeds
that will never grow.
It's okay to cut the heads off roses
and to water the bush that will never bloom.
It's okay to dance
in a garden of goodbyes
to let go,
to make room.