I must confess there is a page in my diary I’d like to rip out
and fold into a triangle til it is about the size of a potato chip
and the color of my Chihuahua’s ears
as she dashes around winter roses edged in pink
the shape of a pinwheel star rippling under a citrus tree,
where tangerine peels curl around the fingers of a breeze
and days get lost in Origami
There are pages and pages in my diary that I’d like to rip out and start again. ❤
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:)… how are u feeling Jack?
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Wonderful whimsy!
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Hello sir:)… thanks
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