A Poetess
A Poetess
Like an astronaut, out of her spacecraft,
Whirling in the heavens, gravity free,
She can observe the earth, planets and
glorious constellations,
Without a moment's hesitation and sans
unwanted boorish observation.
She's beyond joy to experience being a
human being first!
And totally exhausted by the gibberish of
'sexual orientation.'
A tear of joy rolls down her lovely cheek.
In God's universe,for the loving, the wise,
and the meek.
Panagiota Romios
4/9/2019
Copyright © Panagiota Romios | Year Posted 2019
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