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Month: March 2020

RIP

I shall sing of his joy
I shall cry for my sorrow;
the silent sound of falling earth
calls the thunder down
and theses tears
cannot see tomorrow.

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WAITING FOR RAIN

The humidity tonight
sticks my shirt to my skin,
the clouds threaten rain,
some promise of relief,
but the water does not come.

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PARENT

Like the waves upon the shore
ceaseless are the cares and worries
that crowd the day,
ceaseless are the demands of children
to be moulded like the potters clay.

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BOY AGAINST THE SEA

A solitary figure,
he guards the shore
from the invading
white waves,
makes his plans,
stands alone.

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A NEW SONG

Today the slow drizzling rain
Painted the bush a brighter green
And put a new song in its heart
So that every leaf
And every branch
And every trunk
Sung for joy

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