My mind is a big ol’ sound-proof box
I am crafty
I am witty
I am smart as a fox
My mouth is a path to the world-at-large
It is scary
It is tricky
It is pushing me to charge
My eyes are windows to let light in
They are dusty
They are crying
They are pulling me to this looney-bin
Ah…I did like this one Toni….the picture really adds to the poem.
Thanks Charles!