Justina's Writing Corner

I received a

Pink and green 

Stuff animal from 

My dear friend 

During my birthday

That she chose herself

in the winter days

It was a seal

That had a 

Watermelon body

And a pink head

as soft

As the feather 

That flows softly 

In the air

And which smells like

The perfume of rose

And shampoo of 

My hair.

Nonetheless, I try to

Resist the eagerness

To share my dearest

Stuff animal

As I cared for others’ feelings

Because that 

They might not have 

The same thing

And would be thrown

Back by the feeling

Of jealousness.

The moral of my ode is this:

The beauties should not be

Shown to the world

Until you have the strength to 

protect it.