WHITE VELVET
Each morning dawns draping velvet, pure white
And billowing gently, waiting as I lay
Dispelling chills and terrors of the night,
Destined to embrace my design for the day.
Will I sketch in regrets for yesteryear
Or pen deep frown lines meant for tomorrow?
Certainly not huge ink spots dark with fear
Or jagged streaks of hate engulfed in sorrow!
Could it be a white elephant of nothing
Or a freeway skirting the edges of life,
Ignoring gardenias and love birds that sing,
With pearls over-looked in the onslaught of strife?
No, this day I will choose with care a brush
And colors pastel to create a design
With careful strokes befitting the billowing hush
Of white velvet, for each new day is mine.
Perhaps tomorrow I’ll splash on pigments bright
Commanding full attention, daring and bold,
For the velvet returns each dawn in white
Allowing me, reborn, my destiny to mold.
Each morning dawns draping velvet, pure white
And billowing gently, waiting as I lay
Dispelling chills and terrors of the night,
Destined to embrace my design for the day.
Will I sketch in regrets for yesteryear
Or pen deep frown lines meant for tomorrow?
Certainly not huge ink spots dark with fear
Or jagged streaks of hate engulfed in sorrow!
Could it be a white elephant of nothing
Or a freeway skirting the edges of life,
Ignoring gardenias and love birds that sing,
With pearls over-looked in the onslaught of strife?
No, this day I will choose with care a brush
And colors pastel to create a design
With careful strokes befitting the billowing hush
Of white velvet, for each new day is mine.
Perhaps tomorrow I’ll splash on pigments bright
Commanding full attention, daring and bold,
For the velvet returns each dawn in white
Allowing me, reborn, my destiny to mold.
Copyright (c) Beverly J. Caligaris 1996, 2008
All rights reserved
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