This Cup so I write
never asked for this cup to be passed to me
it's my turn to dr... |
Emergency Room no words spoken
she walks about the house
my hug breaks the spell
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Daddy's Word he preached the gospel
in season, out of season
final yea and nay
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I'd Rather Write A Poem haiku discipline
much to say, so little time
get in and fit in
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To Me, With Love crates full of pictures
faces and places not known
yesterday once more
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Tribal Sounds faces and voices
pitter patter of grandkids
kool aid carpet stains
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It's Good For You not told once
but twice or more
white rice
isn’t good for me
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In Times Like Theses we must
it is our divine calling
to remove the safety clips from our holsters |
lost access... still getting errors when I try to log into the PV site...
will keep trying to get i... |
Monday I write a poem
I'm having one of those days
I write a poem
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