YELLOW

 

 

A flower is a perfect spot.

The yellow looks scrumptious to me. 

Pink flowers will be my next stop.

I’m happy as a buzzing bee.

 

Spreading joy through the leafy green.

Nectar to my toes through my nose.

Stopping here and there in between.

Sharing everywhere like a hose.

 

FACELESS

 

What are we without our faces?

Without our distinctive features.

No eyes to see the morning sun.

No mouth to sing a lullaby.

No nose to smell baking cookies.

We would be mere strokes of color.

A dripping rainbow of hues.

A FACE

duc

A nose.

A mouth.

Two eyes.

A face.

What does it add up to?

Does it reveal the person inside?

Can you feel his heart?

Enjoy his humor?

Feel his pain?

See the world

through his eyes?

A person is not

the sum of his parts.

His parts add up to

much, much more.