top of page
Search

Face of the Future

Writer's picture: Theresa BaxterTheresa Baxter


Cannot be captured

Like a fleeting thought

A glint in a winked eye

A desire sought

But never caught

A mixture of stuffs

A mulish essence

Tumbled and artful human

Her quintessence

Of six senses

There will be no other

She is peerless

An infinite-pieced puzzle

Markedly fearless

Brassy world-weariness

In awe of our offspring

We can’t help but nurture

We struggle with boundaries

Aim to secure

Not butcher

Their future

8 views0 comments

Recent Posts

See All
The Path

The Path

Comments


© 2022 RecommendedDailyPoem, LLC

bottom of page