The Presence Of Mind - Poem by Bebai Rosa
A mind is like a wallet or purse from whence many things are disbursed. It is held tightly in the presence of strangers and closely guarded. Often within it are gifts imparted.
The conents thereof, few if any are aware.
Sometimes they are held sacred and rarely shared.
Names and addresses, imporatnt things.
The issues of life which inspire kings and queens.
Placed therein are toiletries of things hidden.
Oil of Okay for the rough dry areas of one's life.
Napstick for the cold nights that cause one to remain awake when one should be sleeping.
Speakcret deodorant spray to mask the odors of secrets devulged and a small bottle of crysine eye drops to brighten
the eyes that clear the windows of the soul.
These are found in purses and wallets everywhere.
They come in all shapes, colors, styles and sizes
WHAT'S IN YOUR WALLET?
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