A badly drawn celebration ~

In my colored cup
Found the ink so black
Coffee spilled words
With red,yellow, black.
In my book of thoughts
Drew pictures of celebration
How badly I drew!
Yet, that was the joy I knew.
Silly dreamer with shaky lines
My balloons of black
Twirled in strings
Fly away
As I look up
Grey skies glow in yellow
For the buntings in the sky
Flew away with the balloons
And I, a silly dreamer
Drew a bad picture
With words
Of perfect lines.
Oh! A badly drawn life
Couldn’t have been done –
Any better.



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