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who am I
they wonder
though I shall not concede
or give them more than rhyme
to understand
lace was never denim
pearls are thrown away
and verse will always win
the morning fight
dreams are more
than one night stands
and more than someone telling
of places faraway –
much closer now
time is something less
than lines –
gifted to the reader
spilled into the yellow
indigo
tornadoday 
“lace was never denim”
But denim has its grace
In the eyes of some beholders
As beautiful as lace.
If it isn’t obvious, I liked this one, Bobbie.
~xo~always,
Paul
Thank you, Paul. I am so glad you do…………and yes, I figured as much. 😉 ~ Love, Bobbie
there is beauty in mystery 🙂
the greatest………..freedom in flaws. Thank you, Vimal. 😉 ~ Love, Bobbie
Like dew you knock dawn after dawn, stamping “new life” on withering leaves…
hugs
……and like the sun, you remind me of day…….. Love you, Mira. ~ Bobbie