Poetry for me is a way of living, it comes out of nowhere and I have to write it down. How I write, what I write, I decide. I am not asking you to be judgemental. I am gifted with the ability to see beyond the obvious.
Sunday, April 27, 2008
full bloom----One Single Impression
was it not yesterday you were but a wee girl with curls tumbling down your ears your jumping up and down gave us a glimpse of your short plump legs encircled by frilly frocks
now with your svelte figure wavy hair falling down your back your body curved to perfection are you not defining the term flowering?