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Fulfilling the Command

On a bench in the sun, With the river close by, I can get something done (Or at least I can try). For out here I unwind As I soak up the rays And I’m likely to find Something I can appraise. With my pencil in hand And a notebook page, blank, I fulfill the command, With the river to thank, That I jot down a poem (Which is almost complete). Now it’s time to head home; There’s some popcorn to eat.

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Date: 2/21/2024 6:26:00 AM
Your poems about nothing come out cute
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Date: 2/20/2024 3:03:00 PM
I never ever take a pen or pencil out with me. When will I learn? I rarely get to write until the day is gasping its last breaths, so of course I struggle to recall ideas or inspiration. Who knows, perhaps tomorrow I’ll slip a pencil in my pocket and see what occurs. Enjoyed, Ilene. Terry
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Date: 2/20/2024 12:38:00 AM
Inspiration comes from many avenues. I liked the last line in particular.
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