Floating Thoughts of my Mind
what if tears turned into pearls
as they fell from a cheek and kind words formed jewels of perfect cut? what if stray strands
of hair from a sickened scalp could be metal like gold,brass and copper.could the wind of a
bullet turn into the petals of a rose? could after a war, life be formed from its blood shed to
make a garden out of a a dead zone? and what if a small sweet smail granted a hundred
wishes what if smoke from factories and bluidings were pure clouds instaed of pure smog.
fumes from speeding car trucks and buses would would be mist of the ocean instaed of
gasoline. could falling stars be caoght by a child and could sunlight fill up a cup?
as they fell from a cheek and kind words formed jewels of perfect cut? what if stray strands
of hair from a sickened scalp could be metal like gold,brass and copper.could the wind of a
bullet turn into the petals of a rose? could after a war, life be formed from its blood shed to
make a garden out of a a dead zone? and what if a small sweet smail granted a hundred
wishes what if smoke from factories and bluidings were pure clouds instaed of pure smog.
fumes from speeding car trucks and buses would would be mist of the ocean instaed of
gasoline. could falling stars be caoght by a child and could sunlight fill up a cup?