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Loves
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From The Porch
One of my favorite pastimes is people-watching on the porch.
I will have my tea or lemonade in hand,
Book resting on my propped-up knees.
Julia from down the street will wave and ask how I'm doing.
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lilacs
i know spring is ending, because the lilacs are wilting – their pale purple has fallen to the ground, leaving behind brittle stalks of brown
nestled in rich green leaves.
as soon as they came, gone -
A Threaded Soul Mapped Within a Heart
I have a dream
Of holding a book in my hands,
Running my fingers over the pages,
Crisp and fresh,
The white only lasting an inch
Or two,
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Scared
We're coming up on the end of the year
and a new horizon soars closer every day.I don't want to leave this place,
yet every day I long to be gone.