Best Fourth Year Poems

It's the summer of my fourth year.
Dad is driving us to the seashore.
The sun follows us, a happy fellow,
beaming in the mid-morning’s azure sky.
In the...

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Shavuos, a holiday with two different faces
     One in an uncultivated desert
     The other on a cultivated...

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How vast and pervasive is the Moon?
Hugeness hints there stand two
Orbs and a turbulent stream
Simply like the dawning sun
All over the half-moon horizon.

On the shore...

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Leap year babes party every fourth year
When their birthday arrives they can cheer
But on a positive note
It would surely get MY vote
Getting old is something...

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in grade school
he heard about it

in high school
he prepared for it

in his first year
he explored it

in his second year
he focused on it

in his third year
he...

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We planted love inside our hearts
a rooted tree, when but a seedling
Carved our initials deep in the trunk
with rings worn on our left fingers
In early...

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one peonie
three years old with one shoot...
fourth year two shoots blooms  ...

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I CRY EVERYDAY... NOW WITH NO TEARS

But now...
I cry everyday...now with no tears
Trickling down my cheeks like my first year 
We are on count of...

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Congratulations! You have bought a new car.
May you have many joyful and memorable rides with your family!

As regards how fortunate you are
to get such a...

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Come's, our two thousand and ninety-fourth year;
 the earth is green, and the atmosphere clear.
 The mimosa and kudzu continue to grow,
 and which shall...

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Good actor, yet Razzie Award winner, Rob Lowe,
was one of People Magazine’s “Most Beautiful” although
his hair he has dyed since the day
in his twenty-fourth year...

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The sun will not always highlight the beauty of my life.              ...

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Far from having a nascent thought that envelops my rabid self,
Like inside of an accurate Swiss watch that had been given -
A present to presidents...

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A sky of gray dances before me
Endless and angry
Blanketing this dirt road
In impenetrable fog

We're all lost, enthralled
With our delusions
Clinging to our convictions
Tightening the ropes around...

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Fourth year of bemoaning fellow Filipinos,
Justice wasn’t served yet to our Commandos,
Whose desire is safe haven to live, I suppose,
But nightmare of SAF Troopers were...

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