The Truth Of Me

Uproarious Twirling Jeanne

Uproarious Twirling Jeanne

A rush of words
determined gait
folds and folds of fun.

A blush of red
hair and cheeks
firecracker peaks.

Links to light
light to white
stars in galaxies.

Roots to buds
footnotes tell
kin and kith.

Truth be told
new each day
grace- it prunes&grows.


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