“The blessing and the curse”
You can not help
but be both
a blessing
and a curse
to all those
you touch
especially the ones
you love
Your words flow
from the lover
you cherished
and wounded –
passing her lips
despite her best
efforts
You’re the foul
ghost on her breath
and the petals
of her flower
Your hurts
and triumphs
live on in
your children
your wives
your ripples
shape lives
like a butterfly
makes tsunamis
Turn it around
in every direction
and the same
is true
© Justice Schanfarber
www.WonderStruckPoems.com