To market woes...A Poem by Frieda PLovely painting by my very talented, good friend Star....she's amazing.She carries all her woes with her~ nobody knows what's behind those eyes secrets tucked inside her veil'd disposition smiles as she walks to market each day carrying with her pails of hush'd mystery villagers think she's just a tad uptight doesn't speak much and when she does she whispers around dark corners light an enigma of her own right only she knows of this plight each day she trudges to and fro the loveliest of them all, inside her heart and soul color'd of discontent's confusion her pink pipe dream delusions are the only semblance of rationale her appearance of self righteousness a ploy to hide even within the recesses of her own treasured mind's illusions © 2014 Frieda PAuthor's NoteFeatured Review
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Added on February 27, 2014Last Updated on February 27, 2014 AuthorFrieda PNJAboutIf you want to know me, read my poetry, it's all in there. I am a mother of three sons (my finest moments) a sister, a survivor and a little bit crazy. I lost my beloved sister to suicide, so you'll.. more..Writing
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