April 2017 - Page 2 of 3

Seven

Saving hearts for steps we might retrace

draft a silky breeze, hitch your skirt and go

Is it joy released from freedom’s cage?

It must be magic makes the flowers

Roses paint the promenade

Folios line our shelf with guile

Good night day! I loved to watch you play Glazed glow now resting proud Deserved more than us so loud

Standing tall, this nebbish looks me squarely, Chatters a lecture meant for only me

Fly as high as thought will bear Weight will lose its greed and share Faith to sail beyond imagined walls

Invisible imperial manipulation Blind us with blinders of placation Natural selection wins to nature’s chagrin Our exceptional true blue boys