Wednesday, June 26, 2013

The Girl Opening Up


like a rose in May,
the girl opening up.
Morning dew on greenest leaves,
soft breeze kisses
the crispy air in the garden.
New roof, shining grey, young grass,
full of energy.
Blonde hair curls like a staircase,
and it lays out like layered staircase,
and it is novel staircase.
The girl opening up,
closing her windows.
And she opens her door,
she walks out, knows it's a sunny morning.