Tuesday, March 22, 2011

You have a piece of my art...

As Yesterday turned Today
Searching for missing bread crumbs
Which the sparrows pecked on
I should have used stones instead
But then i would have remained
A bitter memory.
Atleast bread tastes good
But then you have chocolate sauce
Makes you forget
Lost at times like Hansel and his sister
Or rolling down the hill
With that guy and Jill.
And again i digress...
You have a peice of my art
Like a bread crumb i dropped
Feed it to sparrows if u must.
But remind me where i left it when i ask...