A New Day
The Stories & Poetry of a Woman Writing
Sunday, August 8, 2010
Are you looking at me?
What do you see?
Hiding behind a leaf so shy
I stare at you and wonder why
High flying stunts and wings of light
don't grace my world and give me flight.
But with a stare so big I have to say
perhaps I should just stay away.
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