Paper People

These paper people gather,

And in subdued hushes, ask

If I am willing to suspend reality,

If I can take a chance,

If I can soften my gaze and see peripherally,

What I might miss if I look straight at

All their paper layers and wrinkled, painted hats.

1 thought on “Paper People”

  1. Love your words and love your guitarist! Please accept all accolades for your creative genius! I still have the old woman with the cane that you once made for me. She resonates more with me as my 75th birthday looms!
    Again, seeing the bigger picture informs and embraces us!
    😇

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