Red Convertible Poem by O Anna Niemus

Red Convertible



She is an unusually empathic soul..
and her numberless acts in helping
others to carry their burdens had
manifested as extra weight.

A clairvoyant saw her in a small red convertible....
a precognition of weight loss, red with independence,
and open to the sun of God consciousness

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(Convertible driving requires caution)

Monday, June 30, 2008
Topic(s) of this poem: loss,red
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