Ah, I Remember

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“Ah, distinctly I remember

it was in the bleak December

And each separate dying ember

wrought its ghost upon the floor.

Eagerly I wished the morrow;

— vainly I had sought to borrow

From my books surcease of sorrow

— sorrow for the lost Lenore.”

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~ Edgar Allan Poe

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Elfje:         (Cinquain)

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pleasure

feels good

free from guilt

can make everyone happy

delight

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Haiku:

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winter snows cover

Mother Nature takes her nap

cold silence prevails

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Poem:

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with a God given aptitude
and a very positive attitude
one cannot but have gratitude
for living a life of love
tolerance we can duplicate
patience which we can educate
forgiveness a spirit to elevate
guidance from above

beginning the day with reflections
strength to share kind affections
courage to follow His directions
being able  to love
doing nothing that is immoral
learning to live with thinking abnormal
accepting that no one is immortal
inspiration from above

no fear of being secluded
resentments finally concluded
in society a joy to be included
glad to share the love
given a pathway to recovery
relief from all of the drudgery
every breath a God given luxury
blessings from above

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