I walk along the beach,
with no footprints.I sing songs,
with no voice.I laugh,
with no spirit.I smile,
with no hope.I cry,
with no tears.I stand in the sunlight,
with no shadow.I dream,
with no fear.I am nothing.
YOU ARE READING
Tea and Taffy
Poetryall written in a hammock with the help of Huckleberry taffy and honey tea