Somewhere between lost and found,

She decided to become one with the ground.

She missed a period.

Little one, little one, sit high atop my shoulders, above the fog. Let the ghosts stay below.

I apologize for the misunderstanding. This blanket is mine. You can sleep on the floor. 

"Every petal is a love me not"

The old lady was allergic to cats, so she collected tea sets instead.