with beauty always
the test is pride then compassion
with the rejectabels it’s a given
time is but a window to the heart
what tocks out what ticks in
children free
to make pretend masks
have lesser need to grown them
growing old
oh jack and jill so quarrelsome
could i take you by your scruffs
shake you to your selves 20 years hence
where one by one is letting go
of beauty and opinions held as truths
then plop you facing each
down on your seats
the love you shared is still available
come humbly to the feast