I am needle, needless of pain, driving through fabric, to create a happy stitch,
I am dance, sometimes something sane, twists and turns, breaking within or without,
I am fury, memories may wane, trust on mere ink and paper, pale but yet transparent
I am innocence, a cry too soon, living for the weak, suns glam and joyous warmth
I am poetry, needle for needless pain, innocent cry not heard, dance within sanity and fury of many spirits
Happy Father’s day 👪