… Poetry and Hums aren’t things which you get, they’re things which get you. And all you can do is to go where they can find you.” —A.A. Milne
She waits in the shadows,
timid and quiet, imaginative,
but when I encounter a bright daisy,
walk past a welcoming willow,
gaze into a beckoning blue sky,
she emerges, and the better part
of me gets lost in raw beauty,
the place of all true poetry —
Oh, the wisdom of whimsy.
—C.L.Fisher, March 2022
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