We meet, once again your eyes “meet” my hair first I offer a hug yap I am that gal But then… you close in only to touch my hair yet again! you feel it you ask a million questions I repeat what I said the other day My hair just like yours has a texture…… Continue reading hair.
I often wonder How you could wear a smile so graceful Without a “care” in the world How you could strike a pose so beautiful Without holding back I have wondered if I could… Only for a second take your seat Pose that pose and Smile that smile? But, I know that I couldn’t I…… Continue reading Dear Mona Lisa,
