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Merrily Merrily cold January 2018
Damian wakes up late Saturday morning 
There was hardly a warning and 
She danced her way over to Damian's 
Bed. Hey...

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We will read like our lives depended on it
Because to many of us, we assumed it did 
And then we will pass, or fail or...

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Seems like only yesterday,
when I wore a white cap and gown.              ...

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At home in space time
Soft music under our stars 
the facts of our dreams...

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Home alone in space
Timeless energy abides
All things postulate 
Soft music under stoned stars
Relief from burned out being(s)...

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I always hate it when someone I count on gets promoted out of my everyday life. Nothing bathes one in neoteny like being left behind...

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Lengthy rolling clause...

The dawns-
acre's of clouds rotating the days on!

I'm in bins,
crushing scores as they collide-
romanticize these additions to the outer rims...

Our planets,

the sea's-
remaining culture's...

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When I was a child,                                         ...

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G=Graduation day I will wear my cap-gown for my dressing.               ...

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Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.

I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and...

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There are few things in this world 
that this dad would truly treasure 
more than what my bright son has done, 
for he has brought...

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A property needing protect 
Postal delivers reads address printed “the intellect”
A smart move it would be 
To arm oneself with the concept known as the...

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Happy Birthday Walter,
We met fifty years ago courtesy of the Goeggingers.

After dating you proposed marriage at a teacher's staff meeting,
I accepted and we were married...

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My World

Pink... 

A sweet color that brings memories,
roses, babies, grandma’s house and being safe. 
New, and awake to the world…

Blue...
A bountiful adventurous hue, 
oceans, skies,...

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One more year before the wild bird flies her coop.
Not bad. Bravo. Wise one.
You are more than enough.
Your optimism shines throughout your poems.
You know yourself.
Any...

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