They are running
over blue roses
and yellow buttercups
jumping over capers
and dancing with the
blue jays in the garden by the
lake, while I prefer to imagine
the evening sky above king's circle
and scratch it till a story falls into
my waiting eyes.
2 comments:
this poem now lies in my book with due credit of course.
thank you.
Chamki~ Thank You, you are very kind. :)
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