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Summer’s Warmth
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Sunlight – Poetale of Gratitude
Why am I so happy to see the sunrise and smell her sweet fragrance? I may not explain exactly, but this is why. Before now, I slept like a log, snoring away, unconscious of the world’s drama. Nocturnal creatures crept, and birds hooted. The night is innocently quiet, but it may have consumed many. My…
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Draw the sun
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Beautiful Spring
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Two poems: You remind me and the Owl
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Sunshine on my face