Not About Me (Tercets)

The green of grass seems more profound than me, And the blueness of sky is excellently Of more brilliant a topic than I can ever be. The graceful butterfly that flies to and fro Oe'r a carpet of many colored blooms truly shows He's more perfect a subject for a poem, you know. So my lines rarely start with the selfish I, I find more interest in things that catch my eye, Writing about them is a joy I can't deny. Vast is the range for a delightful discourse Around us are the subjects, our writing source, They'll grace our lines well.... if we choose them, of course. All rights reserved~~~Cynthia Buhain-Baello~~06.10.15