Knot Garden

 

 

 

 

 

 

You tied my strings and bade me dance,

You weren't the first, you know,

My cradle rocked to others’ tunes

and primed the scene just so

 

Between the Then and Now they filed

who came my soul to crave

Knot legacies taxed Mary’s tears

but loosed me from the Grave

 

©RosyCole2017