A letter always seemed to me like immortality because it is the mind alone without corporeal friend. ~Emily Dickinson
From the time I was just a little girl
flinging my legs high into the air on the swing
my heart was writing a love letter to the world,
and penciling in each hope and every dream.
With time the words got bigger as did my questions why,
and the lines got all filled up as the book grew ever long.
I held on to every endearment and memory like a prize,
for the message became heavier but it read more like a song.
My love letter to the world will always be an unfinished work
my thoughts and recollections that forge onward to days ahead.
For the heart of every human is a voice that could be heard
and some choose to keep it closed while others long to have it read.
This prompt is a fitting one to announce the publication of my first book:
"Butterflies and Land Mines"
Many of the poems inside were inspired by Magpie Tales.
Thank you Tess!
I would also like to thank Ninot Aziz for all her encouragement and much needed editing!!
Butterflies and Land Mines
From the time I was just a little girl
flinging my legs high into the air on the swing
my heart was writing a love letter to the world,
and penciling in each hope and every dream.
With time the words got bigger as did my questions why,
and the lines got all filled up as the book grew ever long.
I held on to every endearment and memory like a prize,
for the message became heavier but it read more like a song.
My love letter to the world will always be an unfinished work
my thoughts and recollections that forge onward to days ahead.
For the heart of every human is a voice that could be heard
and some choose to keep it closed while others long to have it read.
This prompt is a fitting one to announce the publication of my first book:
"Butterflies and Land Mines"
Many of the poems inside were inspired by Magpie Tales.
Thank you Tess!
I would also like to thank Ninot Aziz for all her encouragement and much needed editing!!
Butterflies and Land Mines
