Loveliness
Look up, look up, called the bird from the bough
Olive branches seek to embrace me
Vultures look down at a dead dog
Everyone has got its personality
Loud voices of the children to their school
Illuminating my room the sun enters smilingly
News headlines open new windows
Eyebrows raised as I went to hug her
Sparrows from my pockets play with her clouds
Slips past the time in the lovely theatre
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February 14, 2016
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