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Sweet Afton

“Flow gently, sweet Afton,

amang thy green braes,

Flow gently, sweet river,

the theme of my lays;

My Mary’s asleep

by thy murmuring stream,

Flow gently, sweet Afton,

disturb not her dreams.”

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~ Robert Burns

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Elfje:         (Cinquain)

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dreams

wanna be

what could be

aiming for the future

ambitions

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Haiku:

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snow, sleet, freezing rain

winter showing no mercy

best to stay indoors

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Poem:

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he dreamt he lived among the pirates
his whole life being guided by Polaris
living fantasies mixed in with reality
things learned sitting on his fathers knee

enjoying his life, no envy of others
being himself since he had his druthers
learned of consequences with some hard lessons
scars that left many lasting impressions

his inspiration was the challenge of change
loves won, loves lost, a love that became estranged
the obvious guided his best decisions
experience provided the best supervision

for him there is room to know, room to grow
for him a time to reach for the next plateau

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ME and the Boss

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Little Men

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“Up the airy mountain,

Down the rushy glen,

We daren’t go a-hunting

For fear of little men.”

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~ William Allingham

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Elfje:            (Cinquain)

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fairies

magical powers

unseen garden gnomes

Mother Nature’s private guards

angels

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Senryu:      5-7-5 ( Haiku with people and their emotions/feelings as a topic)

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angels we have called

please protect us from ourselves

help us be grateful

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Poem:

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welcome, welcome to my party
I hope that you will not be tardy
place cards eliminate your seating decisions
there are noisemakers and remembrance ribbons

for this party there is no rhyme or reason
just friends meeting to celebrate the season
there is no dress code, no gifts to bring
you’ve been invited even if you cannot sing

we’ll gather in the meadow idyllic
laughter assured as we attempt to speak poetic
God forbid that it should rain
keeping an eye on the barn’s weather vane

the pastry chef, her name is Echo
her voice sounds like the TV Gecko
she baked a huge white cake supreme
stuffed with a ton of chocolate cream

relax, delight, let your worries at home
please turn off that annoying cell phone
bring an attitude of gratitude to employ
you have been granted this life, so enjoy

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ME and the Boss

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