If roses were thornless,
Would love also be pain-free?
Would cows without udders,
Have low self-esteem?
A ship without a rudder,
Be a lost soul at sea?
What of a butterfly,
With Teflon wings?
I ponder…
Without fragility,
It’s beauty could we see?
If cotton candy,
Were not so sticky,
Would that really,
Be much fun?
…As much fun as,
Spare ribs that,
Aren’t messy!
Here’s some more,
Un-fun to conjure,
Try a sandless beach,
No graininess to rub,
Between the toes,
On your feet!
And what of a human,
Ego-less?
… Perhaps free?
Gilda Patricia
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