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Ashley D. Ruiz Poem
Please give me a cookie,
I want that sweet and sugary,
Melting in my mouth,
And not trap by a mouse.
It’s my cookie jar,
Coming from that’s old man’s heart,
That leaves mine warm,
When he gave it to me and calls me “sweet child”.
I was dreaming with that magical taste,
He has so many flavors to take,
It was a day just walking by my grandma’s hand during sunrise,
And she knew that old man with the magical surprise.
Copyright © Ashley D. Ruiz | Year Posted 2013
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Ashley D. Ruiz Poem
Navigating without a route
Nor a map
My destiny is to get you now,
All at once.
The waves are high,
Like the hopes to find
But as hard as I try,
I don’t see any sign
My compass is broken,
Like my pirate heart,
In this sailing ship I can’t focus,
Only in the treasure chest that is way to far.
Please someone help me with the rudder,
Can’t find the right direction,
Using the sea and the stars as my guider,
This ocean is becoming an eternal question.
Copyright © Ashley D. Ruiz | Year Posted 2013
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