Don’t ever give up
Don’t ever fade
Don’t ever think
Everything has been made
Don’t slip from the cup
Don’t fall off the wave
Don’t fear to blink
That ship hasn’t sailed
Moorings
March 6, 2009
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Eroding Away…
March 6, 2009Rock and sand,
Age and it’s malevolence.
I look at my hand,
Wrinkles gain prevalence.
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On Rushes Spring…
March 6, 2009Grass gets firsts mow,
Rabbits are scurrying.
Winter laid low,
Spring, hurrying.
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