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I had an unexpected request yesterday.
I was asked to write little odes to include
in envelopes for the mothers residing
at this Facility.
Such an honor.
I wrote about nineteen separate vignettes.
I am in the process of handwriting
on personal cards with envelopes.
I you are interested in seeing them
I will print them tomorrow.
Thank you

Shameful behavior, of a lost soul.
Could I be strong handling this quest?
Searching for all to see,
I must find only the best.

A day late,
a dollar short.
Some of plans,
we must abort.

You only live once,
it's not what it seems.
You live life over,
again, in your dreams.

Dreams are the way
life is lived to tell,
knowing your life
has been lived well.

I dreamt, last night,
a dream of bliss,
I received from you,
my very first kiss.

Why does love, sometimes,
appear in the way,
dreaming the dreams,
of life's yesterday?

A lot of men worked,
a lot of men tried,
to rid the body
of the beast inside.

Inside the body,
the beast had its way,
liking the shape,
He decided to stay.

How strange love can be,
when you have affection,
for another, be it
platonic or romantic.

Would I, be the one,
who died, went away,
arising from the ashes,
to again live and play.

Wish not,
for your desire,
lest others
bring eternal fire.

Would you walk
with me, at day's end,
for I am lonely now
and need a friend.

When life is over,
time has done its dance,
is there another chapter,
another chance.?

It depends, upon,
your point of view.
Good happens to others,
good can happen to you.

Lost am I,
in life's morass.
Another day older,
when this day is past.

Where to run,
Where to hide?
I should be searching
far away, inside.

When the dew,
falls from the Rose,
the day will be warmer,
The Sun has rose.

When the grass,
is still wet,
the Sun isn't at
apex, hasn't set.

The wind will blow,
through, the trees,
as my Soul is
no longer at ease.

Why, in the World,
when everything is gone,
I'm on my way,
in the words of a song?

Would you walk, in the shadows
alongside of me,
if you lost your vision,
and could no longer, see?

You were seasoned,
you wouldn't talk.
Now I am the problem,
"New kid on the block."

My eyes light up, as if
a beacon might do,
when I look,
finally seeing you.

You, I remember,
The best of all.
You I would die for,
if that was the call.