Welcome to My life in the shadows



SHE LOVES ME NOTS
 
I wake with dawn’s golden sunshine
Warm on my shoulders,
Feast on air filled sweet
By hollyhocks, dasies, and columbine.
I stroll through emerald fields
With my bare feet
Savoring cool fragrant dew
Between toes and heels.
I talk problems and worries away
Picking daisy’s
For miles, and miles
Away from home and friends;
Away from those
Who draw out long conclusions
With contorted faces and
Upside-down smiles- -
"Look!"
They say,
"Isn’t he strange
Walking all alone
With no shoes on
Picking daisies?"
 
uTAH jAY 
 


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