Wearing a crown

“If you ask me what I came into this life to do, I will tell you: I came to live out loud.” —Emile Zola

Not every seed pod
in the kingdom
wears a crown.

Or the youthful innocence
of a speckled
robins egg face.

Holding inside
powerful
opioid medicines.

Your sedative skills
written on ancient
Egyptian papyrus scrolls

Dorothy and Toto
once saved from a spell
of forever sleep.

Stacy Liddle 4/25/2017

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