I used to be a succulent, I used to be white sand.
I used to be a pinkish yellow flower. I used to be
An overhanging boulder and knew where baby
Tears were cradled. I used to pour my blooms
Down sun bleached paths. I used to flood.
I used to surge, but now I'm barren soil.
PAD 22 Earth D Hansen 4/22/2010
