Backyard Bliss
Ah, in a welcome ease my heart connects,
where everything’s not about you and me,
texting friends and having fun; here I can let myself
know who I am—but here I am, and I am
still here, letting my spirts absorb I am what I am,
and that’s how I calmly shape my wisdom.
O fairest Muse of my desire, embrace my mind
into the baby’s breath of your verse, I beg!
Copyright © Ernesto P. Santiago | Year Posted 2020
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