Who am I today? A little sad girl
Who is dancing alone,
Who am I today? A wife
With a face like stone.
Only because one man
cannot be everything for me?
And when he doesn’t match
I got upset and flee?
Taking off the sad face
Like worn up shoes,
Putting on the bright face,
Revealing bruise.
Weary of the faces,
Longing for
Impromptu embraces
Trust in what’s at core.
When my feet are kissing the grass,
It is kissing me back like a lover,
And its ticklish fur is responding with purr –
We have longed so much for each other.
I’m here to soothe my mind –
It has struggled with chores and duties,
Through the array of days, in impossible ways,
But right now I’ve landed with beauties.
With its paradise birds and lilac lupines,
With its soft, green meadows in sunlight,
Taking worries away and persuading me stay –
My botanical pure delight.
I’m glad it’s raining again,
As it smells again wet siren,
And all greenish green turns absinthe –
Getting lost in Spring’s labyrinth.
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