Perfection at it's Worst

Perfection at it's Worst

A Poem by Elise

A napkin on the sidewalk

What once was just a piece of litter

Iis now a beautiful piece of artwork

The wind blows

The napkin twirlsin the air like a talanted ballarina

The grace it shows is magnificent

The wind stops

A napkin on the sidewalk

Just someone's litter

 

© 2008 Elise


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Added on September 25, 2008

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Elise
Elise

Concord, NC



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No one will ever know what life truly is or why they're here. All they can do is create their own reality that they decide. The only sad thing is not everyone knows it's there choice. They usually do .. more..