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What About The Dreamers?
What about the dreamers
who stare up at the stars
What about the dreamers
whose hopes shimmer like sparklers in the night
What about the dreamers
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infinitely halfway
I want to grow up but I don’t.
But I do
but I don’t.
But lucky for me I don’t have to make that decision.
I’m forced to grow up whether I like it or not.
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The End
The thrum,
The pulse,
The ever-increasing
All-consuming
Tick-tock
Tick-tock
Tick-tock
Counting down
The end.
The
End.
We all know it.
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Little Musicians
The beginners of the beat,
Just learning the ropes,
Figuring out their instruments -
They come in,
Wide-eyed,
And regard the older kids
With awe.
I love to be looked at this way
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Rainy Day
A grandmother bakes
A batch of warm cookies
Peppered with butterscotch chips,
A chocolate kiss pressed in the center,
For her grandchildren