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She looks at me, peering, jeering hoping she will just get me down.
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Every day is like a painting, a canvas always depicting some scene,
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Papery whisps wrapped 'round the crown,
you have to plant this bulb 10 inches down.
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What am I here for? Why have I come?
My soul's lost in this hum-a-drum-drum.
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The whispers of flurries are etching thier names
into the dark wind of a wintery night.
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Running from the law is certainly no fun, when a cow is your accomplice.
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Dancing against the moonlit night,
you and I talk in a poet speak I find clear...
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Promise me that you will do what you say,
you'll shut off your phone at the end of the day.
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I write pen felt letters,
on these papers to friends,
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I miss your kisses, and eyes, and your shaggy hair,
your love and your laughs and just knowing you're there.
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Over the river and through the woods to grandmother's house we go
a two room shack, one in front, one in back,
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Begrudging the Commander in Chief
for killing our men for his own gain
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So many people tell me to "enjoy it while it lasts"!
but I can hardly contain my inner empty nesting laughs.
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The weather is changing,
dark clouds are upon us
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She breathes in with a mournful sigh,
on the fumes we feed, she bades us goodbye.
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Mirror, Mirror on the wall, / Can you see inside us all? / Please tell me why I'm incontent, / for what purpose am I meant? / Mentor, friend, artist, lover, / poet, hopeful, sinner, Mother? / All of these people
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I'm sitting here staring as blankly as this screen, listening to the hum of my own ship shape household.
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Do you remember yourself
when you were younger?
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Years I have watched you fight this battle.
From the time your youngest held a rattle.
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I can feel the ripples of your heart,
the soft movements as you roll,
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