Sugar and spice
and all things nice;
red strawberries and
shards of ice.
North wind, south wind,
night bird's call;
prayer and peaches and
folderol.
Some from the heart and
some for show;
wouldn't you, honey,
just love to know.
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for "I Am Made Of..." at Toads.
16 comments:
I love this, strawberries, ice and all.
Your closing lines made me cackle with pure delight. Delicious!
I am literally swooning over that last stanza! Gorgeous write, Shay ❤️
The tone is so perfect. It really captures your spirit Shay.
as a reader, your words are all i need to know:) nicely done
i LOVE this, SP!
hope you're enjoying being retired, sweetie.
♥
Shay--I love the "shards of ice" in the first stanza. It so contrasts with all the "nice" things...
A lively and just slightly snarky incantation, totally suiting the mercurial but constant Gemini who wrote it. I love the ending.
I love the simple power of this
The secret is in the spice! Never tell.
Nice poetry here.
I love this!
Delicious, delightful – and I love that wicked wink at the end.
...an enchanting person...!
you are the bleeping bomb, Shay ~
sassy & sweet. Perfect.
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