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 My child-self loves bubble baths. To disappear and hide Building castles out of soap And beards and ice cream cones And mountains full of snow Twisted branches Reaching for the sky Bend and turn to touch the sun Spreading arms To taste the sweetness of a spring rain. The cat
Always alert Soft and silky Now gently curled On my lap. Here and Gone
Images drawn in the air Shining like sunlight Fragile yet present Strong like a touch Here and gone Spring
Green spring, green spring May it come your way Winter cannot last for long Spring is soon too stay Green grass, green grass Flowers all in bloom Soon they'll come right to you To chase away the gloom. Cactus
Sundials for a day Marking out the minutes Until sunset comes a sight beyond reward Floats like fire tonight Touching the stars Awakening the watcher Trees at attention Like soldiers on watch For day’s beginning Shrouded in a foggy mist Waiting for early risers To start their day Trees Natures arms reaching In supplication to the gods For needed healing Lee’s Lines
Here I write my odds and ends My little gifts for friends My rhyming words Are not for birds To all I make amends Rules
Rules rules Just for fools Write what you feel To keep it real. Say, say What you may Rules you learn Just to spurn. |
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