Brittany Lee Allen

Heart Weeds (a poem)

The crabgrass creeps in,weeds reach high toward sun rays,across the full length of what’s meant to be a flower bed.They seek to overshadow every bloom and cover every inch.But beauty reaches higher.Abiding, abiding. And I think of my own heart weeds.The ones that try to prowl upon my soul,telling stories of unbelief, loneliness,and a God […]