peering back
through the gobbled hole
in the chocolate door
Gretl yearns to be
where jasmine beckons
and free leaves pulsate
with scattered surfeit of air
blue and clean to the lungs
draw deep
and
handspring across the dappled grass
while life leaps
Tia Azulay 07Dec02-08Oct06
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Hello Tiatalk, What a lovely poem. I hope to contribute something in the future.
That’s exactly why I sometimes NEED to eat a whole bar of dark, dark choc …