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Explore, Dream, Discover.

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“Twenty years from now

you will be more disappointed

by the things that you didn’t do

than by the ones you did do. So,

throw off the bowlines, sail away

from safe harbor, catch the

trade winds in your sails.

Explore, Dream, Discover.”

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  ~  Mark Twain

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Elfje:            (Cinquain)          
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dream
sail away
from safe harbor
catch the trade winds
discover
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Tanka:             5-7-5, 7-7
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God blessed the love birds
always and ever happy
thoughts of each other

sharing and caring as one
God met their needs, not their wants

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Poem:
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the one who held the family together
always there despite the weather
feast or famine, healthy or sick
she was there through thin and thick

clinging to her apron strings
she was an angel earning her wings
year after year as we grew
she always did what a mother should do

us from the world she did protect
and when we did wrong she did correct
many good times stored in memory
events supplied by her boundless energy

sadly celebrated only one day a year
I see her reflection in every tear
kudos to mothers everywhere
the world would cease without their care

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ME and the Boss

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My Bursting Heart

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My

bursting heart

must find vent

at my pen.”

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~ Abigail Adams

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Elfje:         (Cinquain)

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feelings

heart felt

tears of sorrow

tears of unrestrained joy

emotions

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Lune:    5 / 3 / 5

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anticipating

why worry

what will be will be

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Poem:

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the stick became a gun
I had no idea that I was having fun
the agile best could catch butterflies
mud puddles were the ultimate grand prize

a childhood so totally innocent
a mostly unconscious participant
schools best time was always recess
let the grown ups worry about the progress

good directions from family, church and school
I ignored it all and became a fool
adding alcohol only inflamed the fire
the devil was preaching to my choir

stumbled through a life with no rhyme, no reason
year after year in my prime a no win season
a past strewn with emotional wreckage
forever ignoring the obvious presage

saved by what I call a God incident
it could only be a God coincidence
shown the doors where the drunks recover
a whole new life was given for me to discover

I will not forget the past or shut the door on it
accepting God’s world as He sees fit
trying to become a renaissance man
giving back freely whenever I can

fun and games has taken on a new meaning
including a daily exercise to do a soul cleaning
every day without a drink is a win win season
to do God’s will has become the reason

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ME and the Boss

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https://michaelerb.wordpress.com

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https://meandtheboss.wordpress.com

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