Angles 12/1/17

I painted a picture, of color and play.

My love hung it, a certain way,

“It reminds me of a tree,” she sung

clasping my arm.


“I see an explosion”, I told her lowly.

She squinted, tilting her head slowly.

“Nope its a tree” she smiled.

So I stopped, and stared awhile.


I noticed short after, the picture had changed.

It was neither views, it wasn’t the same.

“It fell off the nail,” she plainly replied.

Now it was new, when viewed from this side.


How funny I thought, what perspective moves,

the more sides you see, the more life improves.





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