Acrylic BeautyA Poem by ShawnaI watch people passing me by on a day to day basis.
They stop and stare, making me feel not so faceless.
They tilt their heads and say a few words.
They comment on the scenery and the bluebirds.
Some study me deeply and try to find a truth.
They look for answers, reasons, sometimes their youth.
I see a variety of people from very young to very old.
They tell me stories that they have never told.
I feel like a goddess when their fingers caress my face.
For that very moment, I can breathe, I can taste.
I feel like the envy of every living thing.
I am your little secret, your treasure, your summertime fling.
I am bold and wildly colorful, yes, this is true.
I am girl in a painting and I am staring back at you. © 2012 ShawnaReviews
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StatsAuthorShawnaMSAboutMy name is Shawna, I love writing and expressing the random thoughts and ideas in my head. I look forward to reading as many poems as I can, and I also look forward to people reading mine and offering.. more..Writing
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