Sunday Self Care: Buy Yourself Flowers

My brother got me flowers last week, and I reacted how I always react- with glee. I love flowers so much I could go an entire day without eating just to get some. And the ridiculous thing is, I love to eat as well. But why don’t I buy myself flowers? If I am being…

In a field of flowers

I hope to see you in a field of flowers Becoming one with the wind Swaying with wild roses Remembering how beautiful you are I hope to see you in a field of flowers With a crown and a smile Or maybe tears on your cheeks Thinking about where you have been I hope to…

Where the Lilacs Bloom

When I die Bury me on the hill where the lilacs grow Sing a sweet song The one you always sing Let your voice rise to the heavens Or sink to the lowest depths So when I die, I’ll still be able to hear your voice. Let the last note linger in the air As…