Because the sunshine is gray
there's no time for the blue
nor the magic and mystery
that moves around you
Little rainbows in dust-motes
they dance in the sun
but the world outside of it all
births Armaggeddon
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Great!
I bow to you master \bow/
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Ahh lass...
you have the spirit of Yeats in your soul....
so much said in such a small amount of beautiful words and meanings.
yes little gypsy....dance with those rainbows...
no matter how bleak the world seems...
you are wise lass....
you must make time for,those who hold magic,
because we will never know the mystery to our demise
till it is too late.
Put your rose colored glasses back on and dance child,
it's later then we think.
This was excellent and it is what i personally derived from your art...
but that it the beauty of good poetry...
Universal yet personal to the reader.
So nice of you to take the time to read mu work...
if you had not...I may have not had the pleasure of reading
this beautiful art that you created.
God Bless You
Little Gypsy,
Liam
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