Poetry gives my heart wings
so it can fly to you.
It takes this inexpressible spirit of mirth
and sprinkles it like petals in the wind
a frenzy of colour
a dance of joy.
You can’t believe how happy it makes me
to see my little inspirations
reflected in your eyes.
You’ve tasted something
I thought only I could,
seen this light coming through me
a simple lantern
now glowing
rejoiced with me in this little gift,
the poem that came to me today
like a butterfly
to one sitting quietly enough
to hear its wings.
Just East Of Crazy Land 
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Thanks; you’re awesome! Thanks for being such a friendly reader!
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Very nice Anna. I am enjoying your posts.
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Thanks, Lynn! I’m so happy we found a new way to be more in touch again! It’s really fun knowing you are reading my blog; thanks for following!
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