a one eyed belly dancing tree…
This is what she said to me.
“Don’t worry about it.
I lose everything but my core,
And all my clothes fall off every year.
I just shiver in the wind,
shimmy and shake off all that heavy gear…
I shed some pounds with my tears,
Take a nap, then start planting again,
blowing blossoms and swag into the wind.”
©2012 jan leree