Tuesday, April 22, 2014

Poetry Project, day 21

I wish we could
all remember our
first day on the
earth. Sure, we
were probably mostly
asleep and when
awake, probably
not too happy about
it- the injustice
of sunlight and
loud noises. But
just imagine seeing
the world for the
very first time,
how bizarre air
must feel and
how unnerving
any slight movement
must have been.
To be new and
unsmudged must
have been
uniquely
neat.

1 comment:

dolores said...

This is really good girl....what a great idea!