If my state of mind were to be reflected on skin,
Blood would be the ink i'd use
As am choked to a point beyound which, words loose meaning
My strenght lies in my imagination of a place nature calls home, and my present dare not dwell
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Smiling, though unfamiliar faces Content, waking to the sight of daisys Good morning to all will i say For it will indeed be a beautiful bright day. Getting into the mind of the sparrow and imagining all the thoughts of a sparrow is such a great work. you are gifted with the power of imagination which a poet needs to write and express himself. thank you very much for this poem. tony