behind a smile
for old time's sake
she turns a noun
into a sentence
and makes no mistake
she looks through
stain-glass lenses
and ducks behind trees
who is she to me?
i'll never tell
but i'll carry her with me
forever
(among)
poem inspired by this prompt: http://www.writersdigest.com/whats-new/2015-april-pad-challenge-day-29
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