The smile you see on my face
is a feather of a beau bird
a feather so gently delicate n fragile
flung from an even beau wing
wing so swift it cuts the air
while I catch a breath
in my dreams as it flows
down a kaleidoscope n panoramic
waterfall only in paradise
swimming with golden white koi
swinging with crispy brown urang utang
blowing bubbles in perfect lines
lines I write here, not in a blog
but the story of my life..
holding me like a lover
n rocking me like a child
a story of storms and hail
avalanches n a million shattered fragile feathers
like the wake of a picture perfect scenario
based on creed race and religion
legions of chauvinist willing
whining, dined n wined.
the last line said…
a life so much adored!
This Saturday’s Recipes by The Pioneer Woman
4 years ago
:)
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