Metamorphosis Poem by William F Dougherty
Metamorphosis
[Moodpoems: Calendar of Correlatives]
Since happy colors ought to fly,
she chose three bright balloons:
mint and lemon and tulip-red,
her bedpost-stringed festoons.
As happy wings glowed in dreams
the balloons exhaled three ayes:
mint and lemon and tulip red
vaulting butterflies.
Ah! William, this is simply simpatico quilling...'A proud Grandpa' is the ambience & message that drapes this kaleidoscopic pen-gem that she is sure(no doubt) to treasure reading it & showcasing to others with her own pride and love for you, for a lifetime!
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4/25/2024 1:58:30 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Brilliant and beautiful! To view life again with the eyes of a child, I guess as vapid as the helium in those balloons.