Scattered

For the OctPoWriMo prompt I’ve used the suggested form, a kyrielle.

 

Scattered we are, it’s in the blood

to up and go. Perhaps we should

put down more roots and let them grow,

but dreams run deep as rivers flow.

 

Perhaps we should have found one place,

where each could carve her special space

and sit and watch the roses blow,

but dreams run deep as rivers flow.

 

Yet close we are, though far apart

it only needs a word to start

the talk. Come sun or winter snow,

Our blood runs deep as rivers flow.