my exact frame of mind while in a boring class...


flights of fancy

bored...bored...inside the classroom, nothing to do but listen to the teacher droning on and on. then my mind wanders about like a restless butterfly--it takes its flight and flutters away...

it goes about the garden where fancy thoughts bloom and where imagination perfumes the air...then it flutters back again, settling back in my head...in time with the ringing of the bell...





Words by ethereal
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Written on 2007-02-21 at 06:50

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kath
then your mind had a beautiful flight ..... and that is a good way to shut out the busy world around ... sometimes we simply have too ...

a beautiful poem so close to imagination and reality

best wishes
katherine
2007-02-21