A Poet Never Sleeps

One day you will be faced with the impossible. When you become afraid, become inspired.

21 May 2013

Mona Lisa

Behind a pane of glass I sit

Strangers capture my image

Stroak my smooth oak frame


In class rooms global

My demure discussed

My father thought me beautiful


I had a smile bright

Yet slowly did it fade

Stolen by my many admirers


Many wars and joy have I seen

Sometimes displayed, a crown jewel

Others hidden in the shadow


Thousands of years old

Yet may beauty remains

Till time itself shall end

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