you certainly can’t blame the muse
for every single word you write
fess up, its time to set things right
we know it’s you, we know the truth
for every single word you write
you certainly can’t blame the muse

~kat

innocence cannot be restored
we can’t unsee, we can’t un-know
there is no place for thoughts to go
once we’ve witnessed things untoward
we can’t unsee, we can’t un-know
innocence cannot be restored

~kat

a flower blooms amid the snow
rooted deep, in all her glory
there is more to her short story
and wisdom yet to be bestowed
rooted deep, in all her glory
a flower blooms amid the snow

~kat

amidst the passing rush of day
where treasure hides in broad daylight
each moment holds a dazzling sight
miracles, just a breath away
where treasure hides in broad daylight
amidst the passing rush of day

~kat