Thanks To Orange
prancing in orange, dire thoughts dissipated
quickly flowing from the tree in the form of leaves
in blizzard formation
we are turning my soul said with delight
ego rolled his eyes, pretending not to care
trying to force us to stop frolicking and playing
dazzling delight surrounded my aura
I am a changeling, feeling my mirth
loving my life, thanks to orange
forever grateful
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2021
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