Red Fingernails

by

Kerry Nesbitt

Email: learn.to.fly@hotmail.co.uk

I want to paint my fingernails red

I want to get on a bus and wait

Until it takes me somewhere beautiful.

I want to swim across the sky

And look down at the world below.

And when I'm too old to remember

How it was to imagine everything,

I'll sit among the birds on the sidewalk

Reading childhood poetry.

And they'll just call me a crazy old lady

For wishing I could fly

But I'll still paint my fingernails red.

 

©2009 Kerry Nesbitt

 

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