What A World - Poem by Patti Masterman
What a perfect world; who dreamed this up,
Sleeping overtime, in the mind of a mime,
Teacup kettles and line of sight?
What a beautiful thing, everything's in place,
One satellite sun, one orbits ellipse,
Comet sashaying, bringing life and grace.
One day god slept and dreamed him a dream,
Homespun clouds, and spilled drops of blue
Of skies and oceans- and the dust that's you..
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