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“I will be
the gladdest thing
under the sun!
I will touch
a hundred flowers
and not pick one.”
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~ Edna St. Vincent Millay
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Elfje: (Cinquain)
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flowers
pick one
add some greens
pleasing to the eye
bouquet
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Lune: 5 / 3 / 5
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grief beyond despair
lost feelings
the heart is alone
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Poem:
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the fearful little child
climbed the mountain
braved the unknown wild
his youth was a flowing fountain
time, time, time, passed by
responsibilities took their toll
many years pass in the blink of an eye
sometimes with, often, without a soul
held by a disease that kept him captive
he lived a life that was in constant jeopardy
his reflections clouded by an impure motive
guilt and remorse further twisted the memory
a God incident showed him the way
how to live with a backward brain
a fellowship that taught him to pray
the miracle, a new life for him to gain
time for him has begun to slow down
the joy of living, one day at a time
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ME and the Boss
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