Where it flairs by Kalikala Smith Where it flairs, that's where I'll be. Morning misting awakens thee. But I'll be bursting among tree flusters among yellow flower clusters. Can you count me? I am swarming now, evermore, everwas, everwillbee. Everywhere. Where it flairs, that's where I'll be. 03/31/2003 Posted on 03/31/2003 Copyright © 2024 Kalikala Smith Member Comments on this Poem Posted by John Ilotan on 04/06/03 at 03:48 PM A wounderful and pretty poem. It has an out of body feel to it that makes me smile. Good work. Return to the Previous Page   pathetic.org Version 7.3.2 May 2004 Terms and Conditions of Use 0 member(s) and 2 visitor(s) online All works Copyright © 2024 their respective authors. Page Generated In 0 Second(s)