Handmade
/A puppeteer,
happily laughs.
Eagerly steers,
a narrow path.
Pulling my strings,
making me fling,
giving me wings,
dance as he sings.
Well entertained,
as he creates.
Knowledge ingrained,
he gives as traits.
Gives me a life,
that he designs,
opens his eyes,
while closing mine.
A breath of light,
planted inside.
Provides insight,
serves as a guide.
Hides far behind,
thoughts in my mind,
feels undefined,
and so divine.
By Grace Y. Estevez
From: United States
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