The Secret
If I tell you it will
no longer be what
it was meant to be.
Beautiful satin ribbon
will come undone,
ragged at its edges.
Cover of box will no
longer cover and all
of the shiny surprises
inside will be loosed.
No more home, forced
to roam in search of some
dark shadowy corner.
Only knowing it is best
to remain hidden, unseen
unknown to any other.
Elizabeth Crawford 4/25/2018
Note: Image is a photo put through the kaleidoscope app.
Poem is posted at Waiting On Words: Word for Day 25 is secret
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Well said, Elizabeth. Love the image.
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Mysterious write. I love it.
Love,
Pamela
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