Like a candle I am waiting
for my muse, you will
find me in the window
pondering, a small flame
ulluminates the room.
I am always in deep thought,
wondering the forest of ideas
I grow within my mind.
Like Alice, I am lost at times
in a poetic wonderland
formatted by my reality.
© 2019 By Amanda Shelton
Jan 31, 2019
Jan 31, 2019 at 2:45 PM UTC
Like a candle I am waiting
for my muse, you will
find me in the window
pondering, a small flame
ulluminates the room.
I am always in deep thought,
wondering the forest of ideas
I grow within my mind.
Like Alice, I am lost at times
in a poetic wonderland
formatted by my reality.
© 2019 By Amanda Shelton
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