Poem: Inmyyard

………. the sky bright:

magnificent too!

i want to dance,

lay in your arms—walk with you:

……. in the back—soot,

waste, bucket of refuse:

there is no place to unwind,

sit, reminisce with you:

still, the heart smile,

thankful for the blessings:

cause’ I am in the friendship,

of you!

Empress Journee