A Poem By little woman // 1/27/2013

Seeing the world
reveling in
the change
where once was
and lifeless and brown
something new
is became
skies of blue
or grey or white
clouds or snow or ice
a whole existance
turned around
by seeing the world


I love the rhyme worked

I love the rhyme worked in.
(My favorite upside-down view is on a swingset, when you bend so far back on the forward swing...)

Anna | Mon, 04/29/2013

I have hated the words and I have loved them, and I hope I have made them right. --The Book Thief