Little Things

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We’ve walks in the wood and strolls on Main Street.
Our times hand in hand are always a treat.
We’ve snuggled close many a night at the beach.
Our windows foggy, but horizon’s in reach.

We’ve sat at home with the music down low.
Our lips in sync to the songs we both know.
We’ve woke to mornings wishing to never end.
Our moments magnified when a lover’s a friend.

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New Frontier

Another sun rose, words yet to appear.
Birds chirping happily, their voices I can’t hear.
My darling soon awoken, my hearts full of cheer.
Life filling silence sounds to me so dear.

Another morning passes, writing is unclear.
Returning soon it may, or maybe many a year.
I thought I wrote with pencil, I guess it’s with my ear.
Now another day’s calling, time to get in gear.

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Pay Day?

Don’t fear death, but be concerned.
You’ll leave behind all you’ve learned
The bridges crossed and bridges burned.
Stones skipped while some left unturned

Desires quenched and desires yearned.
Heads dazed and heads turned.
Friendships had and friendships spurned.
Sublime sedations’ and emotions churned.

There’s love given and the love returned.
So be forgotten not, life was earned.

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Joys Enjoyed

We’ve seen our baby’s first steps and the fall that stings.
There have been tiny kittens and balls of string,
children’s laughter on the backyard swing.
And a pouncing puppy with a new chew ring.

We’ve heard fledglings learn from mom to sing.
Felt the love of another, forever to cling.
Saw young gulls afloat on untested wings.
Now to enjoy joys again with all the joy you bring.

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Dream Reality

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Soar with me my dragonfly.
We’ll journey to a distant sea.
Where the Mer folk swim effortlessly,
in this sea Mer’s too we shall be.
There to venture most happily,
awash in time, floating blissfully.

Then to walk we will in loving tranquility.
On paths uncharted we’ll roam free.
We’ll dance on rainbows days not sunny.
Our mind’s impassioned, bodies tingly.
To soar, you and me, we’ll dream reality.
And in age we’ll see. timelessly.

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A Short Story of Happenstance

With a tripod stance plus three legged pants the three foot boy didn’t dare to dance.
Then a two foot girl crossed paths by chance and this five foot pair fated gladly for wonderful romance. While the girl’s six foot mom felt only positive’s enhance. Her seven foot dad, negative and mad, pounded the boy into trance. Minus teeth but divided not, away the happy couple did eventually prance.

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