Her Glasses Poem by Lia Padena

Her Glasses



a fat bumblebee
falling
from the sky
between the petals
and that white cloud that grew
it seemed to start to shine strangely
there was something inside him
as it was
as if it were
it's not possible
Grandma's glasses are not good
in that cloud there is a real fairy
only in her glasses

Her Glasses
Friday, April 12, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: headache
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