The Green(ery) Collection

Another finished notebook means another poem dedicated to the months I spent with it. 

Here's a new kind of confidence.
Houses, food, friends, family.
Searching, searching, searching.
Struggle and bustle.
Want sometimes outweighing obligation,
and almost never the opposite.
Word and worries
and
tears
tears
tears.
Colors melded together and sleep came and went.
Things feel right,
no matter how much gets reworked
again
and again
and again.

5/3/2016
Riley Welch