The Beauty In Decay
...Dead leaves dance in the wind and embrace
As it takes them to a recent place
Their beauty is in decay, yet still alive
A reminder that all things must thrive.
The last flower of the...
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Categories:
acerbate, analogy, beauty, bereavement, confusion,
Form: Rhyme
The Best Feeling of the Day
...The best feeling of the day
is when I wake and pray...
someone may say," Why pray?"
" Are you going to be a monk like Jay?"
Another discourages me by saying,
" He spends hours on his knees getting
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Categories:
acerbate, faith, father, happiness, me,
Form: Rhyme