More words courtesy of Izzy
lantern, sprout, believe, eleven, sway, daughter, song, fresh, buddhist, flat, oak
Your self-centeredness blooms
a weed
just a sprout when you were eleven
now in fifteen-year-old anger it comes
into its fullness
my daughter
how I’d love to hold a lantern
up to your actions
sway you in the rhythm of some
fresh new song
hang a prayer flag in Tibet
to believe as a buddhist
in the soul hidden beneath your choices
growing tall and proud as an oak
while even as an acorn in the snow
I glimpse it in deeply private moments
very nice! you are so much more concise than I am. 🙂
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Hi there. I would sponsor you if I had pay pal. Good luck with the blogathon 😀
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this is great
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And Another One Folláin
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