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Lion
Your fur the color of orange cream intertwined with gold,
your radiant mane tinged with saffron billowing in the wind,
you are the mighty king of the savanna,
you are
prideful, regal, elegant.
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Spring
Spring is
taking your new wicker basket,
ambling through a thicket of trees
and reaching a grove of orchards
illuminated by patches of sunlight.
Spring is
shedding off your winter’s coat
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Loves
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Ode to Track & Field.
The damp grass is shining like stars
Knowing that on it I will run far
Around the bushes around the trees
When the finish line is waiting for me
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Did I Know?
Did I know?
When I started to run on that track, hair whipping though my face,
Did I know?
That someday I would have a reputation for first place?
Did I know?
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Mon amour pour ma poupée poupée
Her cream white color has started to fade,
Even for gold, she is something I wouldn’t trade.
Stitches burned away by the fire known as love,
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My Dear Loyal Friend
My dear loyal friend, with eyes so wide
With a wagging tail that’s by my side
A stance so regal, and fur that shines
A handsome lad
A suit as fine as wine
Your gentle paws, they touch my soul
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Travel
I long to travel:
Wanderlust tugs at my soul.Maine screams my name,
The ocean calls for its siren far away.Salem calls me,
Whispering tales of young girls lost to time. -
Her Glass Slipper is Her Freedom
Cinderella fit the shoe
perfect-porcelain white-lotus-petal feet
slipping ever so gently into delicate glass slippers
apparently made just for her
by the handsome prince (he has no name)