Poems and Ribbons.....
Ribbons and goodness...
that I would be good...
in times of stress....
I think of him....
what he may have wanted....
what he saw....
I think he saw truth...
greatfulness....
I think he wanted me to be my own person.....
I think he wanted me to soar.....
I think he wanted me to write....
to sing.....
to work in a good environment.......
I don't think he wanted me to.....
chase after buried treasure....
buried under
too much sand......
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