Four Nails
The marks they tell a story First the left hand and then the right To watch with pain and anguish...
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Month: April 2011
A Rose From The Heart
Each unique in colorPetal, stem and bloomA single flower’s presenceCan brighten up a room Put a bunch togetherA bouquet does it makeA bounty for the sensesAway your breath does take A vase will give them structureThough each may...
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Silent Winds
The winter winds are silentThe days are short and grayAlone we sit and wonderWhat awaits another...
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