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The story was...
From out of the heavens, it did fall.
A mysterious object, that's what I recall.
It wasn't located for many a year,
So the search, no longer did appear,
When by chance, on a Spring day,
It was discovered by children at play.
The object, was oblong, three feet in length
And took several children, using their strength,
To hoist into a wagon, a Radio Flyer.
The wagon was pulled through rock and mire,
Arriving home, where the dirt was hosed off.
Washing away they heard a small cough;
Now getting louder, from this space thing,
When the object suddenly began to sing.
Getting out tools, a gentle process began.
Suddenly there appeared a small little man.
A man/woman, unlike you or I.
The small creature then uttered a sigh
And said in a unique, accented tongue.
"Are you adults? For you appear very young."
This creature was thin like an axe.
For practical purposes, we named it Max.
We kept Max hidden, long after that,
It's size was about like a feral cat.
Many days and nights became years.
The lesson learned, was Harness Your Fears.
Max is gone now, I don't recall how,
But the lessons learned, we could use now.
That's our story, so in the end
Let's call it a happening. Let just pretend.

Morning quiet, soft as
a whisper,
silently, as it breaks from
the dark.
Lighter and brighter, slowly
the dawning,
shadows receding creep
on the ground.
Sunlight enlightens the
soft subtle colors
as darkness relinquishes it's
hold and night
slips away.

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Lucy • 01/04/2018 at 08:37PM • Like

beautiful

I am a small little dog.
A Shih Tzu, to you.
My name is Pepe'
I love what I do.
That's to play fetch.
If you'll play with me,
I'll play for hours
And do it for free.
I was out in the street,
Where I'm not supposed to be,
Got hit by a Lincoln,
Much bigger than me.
My parents do take
Good care, you see,
So a trip to the Vet,
Who checked me out,
Then back home,
Where the family did provide,
All the love that I needed.
As for the Lincoln, it drove away,
and me, I'm back chasing
Balls thrown my way.

(Ode to my late grand dog
who is no longer with us.)

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