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Joni Clouser Poem
Brown may be the color of chocolate
Brown is one of nature's richest Earth tones
Brown is the color of father's wallet
Brown is a shade of tasty ice cream cones
The gravel and dirt on my shoes are brown
When I fell, the mud on my knees was brown
I looked and found your shoes were also brown
You touched me and I found beautiful brown
Brown is the open windows to your soul
Brown is the color that makes me go weak
Brown gave new meaning to becoming whole
Brown is an ever-lasting winning streak
Brown fills my heart that it bursts at the seams
Brown is now my future to all my dreams
Copyright © Joni Clouser | Year Posted 2008
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Joni Clouser Poem
It passes by us while we stand aside
It's always in a rush and on the go
If not careful it will take all your pride
It's our worst enemy, we all should know.
This criminal is referred to as time
It can be watched and kept, but not delayed
Letting him unnoticed is our worst crime
Once he leaves he cannot be bought or made.
His value is much more than that of gold
The worth of him is sometimes overlooked
Young he remains, but you will still grow old
Educator he is, without a book.
If used wisely he acts as a friend would
Always there and supporting as he should
Copyright © Joni Clouser | Year Posted 2008
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