Friday, June 17, 2011

An improbable trip

Glitter and glue took me
On a delayed voyage back
To childhood that was free
Incomparable to life now.

Skeletons in closet, none
That could come to bit,
But there wasn’t much fun.
With life’s whats to be done.

Elephantine fear about things,
Held me back from gaiety,
But soared away on the wings,
Of childish fertile imagination.