Fureal
Fureal
Real people are as rare as an oasis after a sand storm in a desert.
Still, I prevail on my life’s quest for the precious, admirable, honorable few who live by their own high moral Que.
Those aberrant, atypical, anomalous humans to whom perhaps I might relate to.
May clean water never be as arduous a challenge to find,
as are people who walk the talk, speak the truth and are kind.
Ruff, buzz, bleat, bleep, Roar! Hiss, purr, coo,
do you kool humans have secret lingo?? I need to surround myself with the likes of you!
Sunshine Williams
Copyright © Jill Spagnola | Year Posted 2016
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