Another custom poem I got to write, hiding little pieces of a...

Another custom poem I got to write, hiding little pieces of a story into my words.  I feel so lucky being trusted with your stories, stories of love, ache, loss, and joy.  I feel so lucky to try to translate them into poetry.  Thank you, for this chance.  Still doing them, so if you want, find the shop in my bio and place an order.

Typewriter Series #3055 by Tyler Knott Gregson

To think I thought things over,
to think I thought I knew
the colors of a life,
the way light could come
and throw hope
like lilies
into the valley of our days.  

Took a lifetime of wrong
to find one right,
took digging up the weeds
in the garden of us
to understand what it is
to bloom.

Some are built of peace
and some of ache,
some built on the sorrow
that distance plants, on the
weight of waiting.
We are the blossom
after years of drought,

we are the lily,
we are the valley,
we are the light pouring
into every shadowed place.

-Tyler Knott Gregson-