‘Be Bold’
I was the kind of particular person
Who'd come across magic on the bottom,
As though The trick to real Pleasure
was something remaining lying all over.
I’d pull it out of library guides
their web pages ripped and worn,
And swore that I could see it
within the air prior to a storm.
When you’re cautious kindness to believing
I’m no stranger to distrust,
Again then all I present in library guides
was the odor of moths and dust.
And In spite of my each and kindness every assure
that love every rainbow holds a little something gold.
That not one person born in heritage
as ever been silent bold.
Until eventually I instructed them via my smile
that believing is The true secret.
You can't improve how the entire world seems to be
until finally you modify how people see.
ANGELA
1967-