Son Nice Poems

There are things, Gaëlle, that are pretty good
Say hello to her mom every day,
Say hello to the nice weather vane,
Listen to the trains in the...

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They call it the Sunday Scaries
They call it the Bubble Visualisation Exercise 

I felt the polished wood of my table 
The softness of my son's...

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Kindness is…

Kindness is the harmony of birds’ songs in the breeze
It’s the way the moon so hauntingly reflects with calming ease
It’s heaven’s chorus ‘round the...

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Qu'est-ce qui nous port tous les bonheur, surtout le créatif mécénat?
Qu'est-ce qui nous ôte tous les malheur, surtout la moral fange?
C'est ce brin de muguet,...

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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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A child stood whimsically staring beyond my stately fence of
neighborly convictions, I stoically beckon my approval of his 
eyes invasion of my overly priced tag...

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Words

What were your words today?
What did you say to the first person you talked to?
Were your words kind?

What about the words to yourself?
As you looked...

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Go do be to the dozens of them stars,

I say to the reactionary planet doing deeds for the floral arts,

when I went to the south...

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“I love you Mommy!” said the young boy as he climbed upon her knee
which brought his mother endless joy as she held him tenderly.

She decided...

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There was a nice man from Asia, 
who suffered from hip dysplasia.
He sat on his bum all the long day,
but never had anything fun to...

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POEM 14 OUR THANKFUL HEART 


GOD HAVE GAVE ME SO MANY THINGS 

IN LIFE MY HEART IS THANKFUL. 

GOD HAVE GAVE US SO MUCH IN...

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~ Center of Our Lives ~ 310 Words Exactly ~







Stars glimmer, 
oh the grandeur

kneeling up low, steady  
praying on my left soleus 
down waiting...

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Luke Acorn planted oak trees in a dell
and called to his mother to see,
but Mrs Acorn had other things to do.

She had cakes to bake
and...

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Life is nice 
When god is mine
When god is mine my mom is fine
She makes me shine
My dear is father
Like my mother 
I have my...

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WOULDN’T   IT   BE   NICE
 
You’re walking near the run-down end of downtown
And you see an old woman selling flowers,...

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