Soul Songs Part I

Weeds are only wild flowers


I'm writing this because 
Sometimes I think you need to know
That although I love you 
When you are strong
I also love you when you are vulnerable


And even though sometimes it seems
I hold you in too high of esteem
And the pedestal you think 
I've placed you on
Feels shaky and made of clay
Know that I love you for all you are
Not just the parts you think I see


I love you when you are silent
Yet I love your voice
I like that you are funny too  
But even when you are serious
I still love you


I love it when you sing to me 
And let me sing along 
But even if we had no voice 
Or ears to hear
I would still love your song


pattra burnetto monroe august 2011
Photography: Reba Owens 2017