Subsequent Melody Poem by Kimberly Joyce Roguis

Subsequent Melody



She sleeps with flowers tucked in her pillows
Her unicorn is yet to follow
Down in her heart she knows
She's a pigeon, dancing in the meadow.
The shoes have been torn
But she remains as delicate as her ribbon
She's happy when she's lost
This little girl owns the world
Big and small she is
Is she a shape-shifter? Could be
Could be not, could be just a fantasy
Time to sleep little princess,
No one is watching, you are on your own.

Friday, September 19, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: self reflection
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