Happy - January 1, 2015

     Happy

Every night I lay awake        I feel like an elf,
                                           a peasant who knows nothing.

                  People see it as mischief even though

                  They traversed the whole alphabets

           By the time they finished, I Feel Awesome.   Everyone

                    spills over into other     parts as well.

                                      We are no longer angels.
                                      We are masters at childhood.


         I decided very early to love my family, and to             Think of cake

Acrylic and Poem Collage