Passing Stranger

Baylee

She looked like a poem

so I painted her with my words

 

Altering her

to my liking

 

A stranger on the bus

or perhaps sitting on a park bench

 

They’ll never know

what inspiration their beauty was

to me

 

Just as you'll never know

what inspiration you were

to a passing stranger

on the street.

 

  • Author: Nicole Brant (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 8th, 2017 06:46
  • Category: Reflection
  • Views: 34
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  • Christina8

    I liked this poem a lot! The first two lines were my favorite but it was all very good. Loved it!

  • Baylee

    Thank you much



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