NaPoWriMo - day #6

NaPoWriMo prompt of the day - write a poem that reproduces a phrase with the first words of each line,
à la an acrostic poem. Inspired by the recent dehumanizing legislative moves against reproductive rights in the United States. Sending love to all.

Smile baby, you said, we're on the open road now. guitars like hymns glide through the radio and
Your hand intertwines with mine. today I left behind what I knew what was not meant for me.

Mother to myself first, this bouquet of time and healing has only started to find its bloom. I
Chose to bring it on our trip, wrapped in paper, petals falling out the windows. we drive on, a
Life made for penance in our rearview mirror. we know the real god and she loves the ones like us.