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I am beauty.
Personified Nubian and Native Indian I am.
Vain and narcissistic you say?
Perhaps a better assumption?
A young women coming into herself and enjoying the fact that eyes may meet hers
with a lust of interest
and a question.
"What truly hides behinds those eyes?"
January brings the snow,
makes our feet and fingers glow.
February brings the rain,
Thaws the frozen lake again.
March brings breezes loud and shrill,
stirs the dancing daffodil.
April brings the primrose sweet,
Scatters daises at our feet.
May brings flocks of pretty lambs,
Skipping by their fleecy damns.
June brings tulips, lilies, roses,
Fills the children's hand with posies.
Hot July brings cooling showers,
Apricots and gillyflowers.
August brings the sheaves of corn,
Then the harvest home is borne.
Warm September brings the fruit,
Sportsmen then begin to shoot.
Fresh October brings the pheasents,
Then to gather nuts is pleasent.
Dull November brings the blast,
Then the leaves are whirling fast.
Chill December brings the sleet,
Blazing fire, and Christmas treat.
"Self expression is the forbidden fruit but conformity get's you a smiley face." ~ I like fruit.