that morning, I turned nine

you were ten but believed we were fishes

skipping through the grass

the skies were cottony and green

salmon pink were my slippers that day

the tires screeched at a greek street

asperger’s was a dream

to waste our thoughts into words

let’s be colorful followers

of hare krishna from now until forever

we are nothing but sweet syrup

in the universe’s pudding of goodness

say we run barefoot on candy fields?

by Janine Alyssa Navarro

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Two extremes of Happiness and grief nicely portrayed. The difference between the two is striking. Thanks.
Grief has been well distniguished with happiness. Beautiful poem. Thanks and congratulations to her soul for being selected this poem as the poem of the day.
Her song never ends! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
Such a great piece...........
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