Chairs
If you're not too busy
come visit me
since you've been gone
I've been heartbroken, miserable
and a little under the weather
maybe if you coud
come talk to me
I'll feel better
about some things
that are happening
you would know just what to do
I would obediantly listen to you
you have always made sacrifices
that why I honor you opinions
and advice
staring deeply into the seat
you once set in
it's empty now
I rather stand then sit down
stop by,if you are ever in town
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What a beautiful read. I am so glad that I stopped by to savor it. It's your seat now. Sit in it (and Write)! Remember, we are still here---individually and collectively---because of those who before us, made sure we would have "seats" to fill. Again, I say, as I move on to today's chores of liberation, our Ancestors did more with less; let us not be guilty of doing less with the more we have. When you stand, stand up in that Seat that the children can see and hear you! Peace and Love, mlowe5.
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I feel this
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Deep!
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I like this poem.
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