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Stretching Up
On my tippy-toes, I became a statue
Wavering determindely like a piece of grass underwater,
My neck craning to reach the sun.
I reached towards gray clouds that sped overhead and made tracks like -
Trembling
Trembling
Hands
Cradle
MeAnd ice falls
So I fall
When the world falls
And we fallYour
Hands
Cup
MeAnd I cry
So you cry
But we cry
When she crys -
Yellow Flower
I am a yellow flower.
Alone, bright, in-your-face noticeable.
Waiting
For a toddler's hands to pluck me from my sidewalk crack home
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Fourth line - first line challenge sprout
There they sat, fat and juicy, just waiting for someone to come along and shout, "I've been waiting for you!"
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The stars and I
It is the end and the beginning.
It is the stars that are guiding
Us now, and no longer the sun.
The sun was bright but it was
Worried, it was tired,
And so it fell, and the stars
Came. And they beckoned to me,
