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Bow

In my lap is a small fur waterfall Captured by a bright orange bow Cuddled up in a circle A living Enzo

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Couplet

Two geese Snow birds Dined on the tender grasses beside the road As rush hour traffic swirled around them Do not get distracted from what feeds you.

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Observed

Opening my eyes I find my gaze returned by golden green orbs Wake Up!

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Mud puppy

The puddle beckoned The mud oozed Who could possibly resist? Jump it!

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Tiny trumpets

The butterfly was tiny! A splash of yellow bright Dancing in the morning light Among a field of tinier purple trumpets Can’t you hear the music!

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Magic boxes

The dog discovered a magic box today Filled with fun! You pull on a piece of fluffy white And out comes another one! If life is a game Then everything is a toy PLAY your world.

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Cuddle

Long ago, I knit an afghan of mohair and silk Redder than red For my mother A womb of a hug for all the hugs she had given me Now she is gone, But the cycle of hugs remains. ………. … Continue reading

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Tiny blooms

The tiniest of yellow flowers Hang from the slenderest of green stalks Gently dancing. The dog hunts lizards in the grass. The sun Shines.

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Circled

One bored collie, One bored terrier, One bored tiny dog, Encircle themselves around me. Patiently And I, their patient, was grateful.

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When life gives you lemons…

I sit in the sun Sipping lemon and ginger with honey Surrounded by the scent of lemon blossoms A bee comes And sits on my thumb I ponder What does it mean to be indigenous to a place.

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