new poem

May 12, 2006 13:23

UNTITLED
Whimsical and jittery
You laugh out loud and your eyes get glittery
Like a nymph in the forest you appear here and there
Sitting in a lucious, green tree
with your head in your hands
Just contemplating and thinking
Within your creative lair
You dance with hearty friends
Surrounded by those who care
But when the sun comes up your sparkle disappears, vision is Blurred,and all goes dark
For the night is your sanctuary, your playground, your spark

~Margo Lang~
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