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Michael Craig Poem
Slyly tiptoeing through fields of gold
Picking dandelions with a heart so bold
Rays of sunshine, he gathers his treasures
Each yellow bud a gift, his heart full of pleasures
Amidst the greenery, a young boy roams
Dreaming of spreading joy in his hometown
In his little hands, the power to enchant
Nurturing hope, his simple but grandiose plan
Giggling with glee, sharing his floral toys
He gallops amok, swirling amongst girls and boys
A smile on his face, a mission ahead
Puppy in toe, wagging a happy thread
Playfully skipping, he hums a blissful air
Inebriating smirkle, warm energy of a sun flare
Naturally a love for life, his twinkle infects
Elating the blessed with his giggled gifts
Sharing his spoils with folks all around
Splendid smiles and laughter, his sweetest sound
Copyright © Michael Craig | Year Posted 2023
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Michael Craig Poem
In streets adorned with neon lights,
We're sold a dream of grand delights,
But beware, for what glitters gold,
May only serve to leave us cold.
The market's claws can gouge and bite,
While we succumb to its great might,
We trade our souls for cheap applause,
And become slaves to want and flaws.
Amidst the aisles and billboards bright,
Our hearts and minds are taking flight,
Toward a place of empty gain,
And we forget to feel the pain.
The urge to buy is hard to fight,
It grips us with its endless might,
And so we spend our precious time,
Chasing wealth that leaves us blind.
In streets adorned with neon lights,
The dangers of commercial sights,
Are clear for all to see and know,
As we watch our true selves go.
We must break free from greed's tight hold,
And learn to cherish what we're told,
For true contentment can't be sold,
Nor can our worth be bought or sold,
In streets adorned.
Copyright © Michael Craig | Year Posted 2023
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Michael Craig Poem
Snow melts, yields spring's glow
Frost gone, birth bestows
Buds bloom, sweet life grows
New green sprouts, time flows
Warmth returns, joy shows
Rain falls, ground drinks
Earth wakes, birds sing
Skies clear, sun beams
Life bursts, hope gleams
Spring’s light air
Flowers fair
Nature's flair
Joy grows
Life flows
Spring
Copyright © Michael Craig | Year Posted 2023
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