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Pinktober Glass Paints
My memory flashes back on my most horrific nightmare… Again, I find myself in rivet of this excruciating pain With emaciated body, I totter to my wheelchair Holding my paintbrushes and glass paints Dogged enough to finish the portraits of my agonizing tale. It’s so hard to clear up my hazy mind Like smoked glasses- a canvas which I need to dust… As my tears seek its way to dry My fine hair drops at every strand While these paint brushes of mine sweeps so fine. My mother is so old… now alone with me Can’t sing long lullabies anymore, Can you sing for me? Please put me into deep slumber To dream that this nightmare sets me free As I fervently pray and cling tightly to Thee. My memory riffles through my agonizing tales one at a time Peeking through a fizzled hope, then I see the light As all smoked glasses are with colorful paints now My fragile and emaciated body begin to rise Anchored by my indomitable spirit, pale skin starts to blush And my hair grows even more robust than pinctober’s thymes. ©2015Leonora Galinta All Rights Reserved Oct. 3, 2015 6.25pm
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