Threads
Box up my gift to the world,
release the fun and frolic;
The inner child who is lost,
set her free to open up;
Let the ribbon fall apart,
unleashing silken flowers;
Watch as the colors blossom;
Threads dissipate to poems,
a lexicon avant garde;
Delicate words join and soar
changing culture’s migration;
Retro reminder of joy,
the power of innocence;
Box up my gift to the world.
Copyright © Melani Udaeta | Year Posted 2024
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