The World In My Hand
If I could put this whole world in my hand
And read it like a story with no end,
I would be bored, and totally depressed,
And after one page I won't read the rest,
I'd take the rainbow colors of my mind
and paint it all with stripes of every kind.
I'd fill it up with music of my soul,
Then, happily, I'd clip it on my wall.
~*~
1999.
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Copyright © Helen Bingham | Year Posted 2012
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