It’s a game, so lame, who’s to blame. Menagerie.
Colour cropped by pretty fences furling up to brightness
Eyes that blink in haze too bright and flutter finding lightness
Posing pretty leafy calm that reaches for a table
Giggles from the little girls who taste of nature’s fable
Kindness in the eyes of all who watch that gorgeous scene
Of other in the land burnt bright by focus in between
It’s the same
Angela Sidoti © 2011
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