What seems like an intrusive Fae lurking inside my mind... whether at work or alone, Is a voice that sometimes speaks or sings, In so much as being in another zone. I guess at times I think so loud About someone or thing, I have to ask that little Elf, Did I maybe say that out loud?? Better to wait - before I say anything else!
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It can be a blessing sometimes…
Other times not…
Sometimes this mischievous little elf
Blurts out things before we have time
to think! All part of being human…
I like the individuality of your thinking
in this poem…quite hard to put into
words…but you did!
Best wishes,
Diana…🍃
Ron
Sandie