everyday,
he paints flowers into his hair,
he paints smiles over his mother's frowns,
he paints over his younger sister's tears.
with his art,
he hides their pain
and his flowers
hide his secrets
from all those
who dare to look his way.
written; 04.24.16
published; 04.26.16
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Red Honey
Poetrya collection of random poems written by me. there is no theme to this poetry book, nothing is related. some are dedications for my favourite people. //all rights reserved.
