It's mawi time,
Its bouncing time,
It's necessary we mellow,
Ransacking every meadow,
Skipping high and low,
Choosing a path to follow,
This is my mirror,
meant to keep me outdoor.
With the magic of art,
Painting reality from the heart.
Basking under shady sunglass,
Indestructible as brass.
Bounce
Fatusi Tunde
(C) All Rights Reserved. Poem Submitted on 10/01/2020
Poet's note: It's all about me resuscitating from my busy days back to my talent which is....artistry.
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Poem topics: heart, magic, mirror, reality, high, follow, meadow, time, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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