Hazel eyed wild child,
Rainbows for sale,
Gust of wind and cash for bail,
She hung from their shoulders like Jesus crucified
There is no answer, only time
NaPoWriMo Day someone you used to know, a job you used to have and then a piece of art that you saw once and that has stuck with you over time. Finally, close the poem with an unanswerable question.
Faithful Fractals: Poetic Prayers 