When you are gone, there is nor bloom nor leaf, Nor singing sea at night, nor silver birds; And I can only stare, and shape my grief In little words.
~ Dorothy Parker
Elfje: Cinquain
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babies
cute twins
boy and girl
dressed blue and pink
children
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Senryu:
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born to be happy
was loved and knew how to love
with a heart of gold
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Poem:
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here’s hoping that your every day is a Sunday giving your Higher Power a day to rest having gratitude for each and every day doing His will makes it the best
accepting life without a worry always trying to do the next right thing do it now so later you won’t have to hurry please don’t cry over the broken shoe string
begin each day with an attitude of gratitude best to know that you have a choice better to be seen than being viewed show your love by using a happy voice
don’t pay Peter by what from Paul you rob always the choice, happiness is an inside job
all decked out in a Santa outfit waiting for the children on my lap to sit trying to catch the magical holiday spirit to the myth, the legend, I am an adherent
please dear God don’t let the babies cry doesn’t the whole world know I’m not a bad guy potty stop visitors, my knee is not for peeing joy everyone, even if it is just for the time being
must I be politically correct can I allow my motives to be circumspect can I suggest the reason for the season will the thought police hang me for treason
Ho Ho Ho … the Holy spirit has caught me I accept this world as God wants it to be do what you must to take care of your business but we can never forget the meaning of Christmas
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