12 April 2010
A silver tube encased in black
Which with a twist could
Catch the eye of a handsome man,
Hold back the tears that didn't deserve to be shed,
Impress a room of pinstripe suits,
Make her presence known when or where appropriate
or perhaps not.
A silver bullet slaying hearts while shielding hers,
A shade of red known as Paris
She could be anyone or anywhere
Making her pretty, wise and powerful
when she was not.
And so it goes, the Magpie Tales continue here...come join in the fun as Willow , prompts us to new writing adventures!