Imagination (9syl)
Living, gobbling in what’s nice and good,
And soaring into happy laughter,
With infant baby snickered chuckle,
As loving souls bathing together
In kindness and be pep to enjoy
To view the dawn’s, rising sun to peep
As golden-rays radiate scenery,
Abstract memory clasp elate-desire,
At emerged in pollen traveling dream
See, butterfly wings are velvety.
To drift above hills, over winding river
As flows silvery like ribbon mirror,
There a deed becomes like nothing to.
Trips into a snow white cumulus
It’s the earth-bound imagination looks.
