Mr. Gravity,
He has a wonderful dream.
Although, one in which I could not live.
But I will live to see, oh yes,
Though I could never live to live
This dream of
Gravity's--and hearing this
I am far-away
Writing stories
Of adventures
And of tails.
The walk through lives
Of total
..Strangers
Is in the mind
A dreamer
...Forever
-Dreaming I am
A teller.
And
..I do not belong
Any where else but
My place-this..
Right here.
And He has
A wonderful dream that
I could reach
To keep this meaning
On. Though I may
never live to live by
His tale, I know
Mr. Gravity
And how he drifts
On.and on.and
On.
Mary Angela Nangini's poems celebrate the richness of life and love. From the city to cottage-country and the roads in between, Nangini explores the changing seasons of her varied region. (This book will soon be reprinted in hard cover.)