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Lydia Constable Poem
To fly away, now i await
to leave our family’s nest;
adventure I anticipate,
this life, a major quest.
Homesickness meaning nothing,
I venture day by day;
as time surmounts to something,
my heart begins to ache.
It’s only for a season
that I will travel so;
For my family until then,
my love I hope you know.
Copyright © Lydia Constable | Year Posted 2024
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Lydia Constable Poem
modest in stature, yet
meaningful to many.
Mystically adorning
multiple cultures, its
motif varying from
mourning to offering,
misfortune to blessing.
Copyright © Lydia Constable | Year Posted 2024
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