We all have our masks.
The light that conceals us.
We surround ourselves with them,
Changing our selves.
We’re all, though, very similar;
Just in a different light.
Nice, huh? Not mine. Credit for poem & photo goes to my son. More of his stuff can be found at Deviant Art.
9 comments:
I love the fact that your son writes poetry, and even more so that you post it on your blog. What a mom :-)
excellent! kudos to your son. I like the inference that the exterior masks we surround ourselves with, change the inner self.
oh, shucks, thanks guys!
your son does have some nice skillz
You son sure did good here..
I love both the photo and the poem - thanks for sharing them with us. My favorite line:
'The light that conceals us.'
I've never thought of light as anything other than a revealing source.
Hey Gina,
Your son is quite talented. I like the last two lines best. :)
Amen! Your son's got it together!
Beautiful poem and photo.
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