a mobile
dancing in the air-
there will soon be a girl-
to stare at your brown spots.
Don't age,
stay young-
while our
future is bright...
Poems of my fathers draw near
- Gisella Perezarce
- Pasadena, California, United States
- Inspired by the poems of my great-grandfather, grandmother, and my father, my sister and I continue to write. This is a simple offering of mine.
1 comment:
wittgensstein said all that glitters is not gold. do not be confused. just because you are in the shadow does not mean the sun has not been bright all along. the mobile does not know it is in motion. you do not know that you are not still, yet.
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