Matilda Mae Wyman

I can grow peace.
I can grow war.
I can grow tall
as my own front door.

I can grow dark~
and you will find
I can light candles
in the mind.

I can grow gentle,
I can grow sweet
as grass and buttercups
round my feet;

or I can slash
and stamp and shout
and drive the bird of kindness
O
U
T

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I want to make a post. It’s not interesting. It’s just a note to myself.

(Source: frannbrown)

— 2 weeks ago with 2 notes

keep it to yourself

— 2 weeks ago with 1 note