The Other Half

There is always a desire to belong and perhaps as we get older it comes more to the forefront, particularly since it gets much harder if you have not already found your place.

Half. Half of a whole. Optimism and Pessimism. The following pretty much says where I stand.

Half

The end is not complete
perhaps not keenly grown
or the roots were
cut.

Maybe it is meant to chance
until discovered
by accident in eyes cross the room

until then
there are no flowers in the pot.