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
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ME and the Boss
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