Loves
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The Simplicity of the Walk and Talk
Taking a walk along the beach with my sister
We took the evening to ourselves
to drive to the beach and watch the sunset
It’s rare that we get to spend this time alone together
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A fun little poem about a sheep that I thought of while jogging
There once was a sheepWho ate grass by the heap
It wandered through shopsIt trotted across streets
Then it happened upon wheatsWhich it devoured in six heavenly feasts
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i am a poet
i see things that no human ever should:
the intricate coding of life
an emotion held by the gaze of one person to another
a tear falling silently that helps grow a daffodil.
i am a poet
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