Janette Hoppe #6 Practices in Self Care

here -
where the dirt whispers my name
is where the heart lives

here -
the weeds know
a heavy mind and an even heavier heart

sometimes a weary traveller
needs to lighten the load

here -
rows of stone angels
smile
and give a familiar hug

here -
there are no unfamiliar names on headstones
just overgrown spaces
for the forgotten.