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Bella Mullec Poem
A little girl, in her father’s lap,
She had a tight curl with a loose cap.
And as a monkey she curls her hands round him,
She was glancing at me from her little trim.
And she moves her hair away from her face.
Then she hid back into his embrace.
And the tighter she curls round him,
The tighter he holds her to his breast.
He reassures her with a pat on her chest.
And with scared eyes she glances away from me,
Turns her face only to see,
A reassuring smile and the warm eye,
And she starts to smile again.
In spite of being walked in rain.
And this forty year old is your baby.
I am cradled in your warm arms very near.
And what is there to fear?
The rain, winter or a frightful night,
Your grip encircles me, well tight.
Copyright © Bella Mullec | Year Posted 2015
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Bella Mullec Poem
A sapphire blue sea, with dancing waves,
Showing off as the one who misbehaves.
Each time they come to kiss the earth,
They then exist no more and meet their death.
But it was just one kiss,
That could not be missed.
And after the moment, the goal was achieved,
After the goal, they stand relieved.
For love was the destination and love was reason,
For life to carry on and on.
And these love scenes are witnessed,
On each shore of the ocean broadened.
And in silence does this affair happen,
And in silence does it come to its conclusion.
To please the Director Who set up this show.
In silence for spectators to watch and know.
That nature is but all in perfection,
Due to recognition of the state of equilibrium.
Copyright © Bella Mullec | Year Posted 2015
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