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Tressa Behler Poem
Tropical Island, why have you forsaken me?
Your climate is damp; I can't stop shivering.
Need to build a shelter. Is it safe?
Are there wild animals out? Will I survive?
Shelter built, now time for fire.
Careful to collect dry wood.
No tools. How can I cope?
Are my hands strong enough?
The bugs are coming out now, it's getting dark.
I don't know if I'll make it through the night.
Shivering, shivering.
The sun is rising now, back to work.
Being alone isn't fun.
Wish I had a friend...
January 21, 2017
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Tressa Behler Poem
Tressa
Loving, kind, quirky, weird
Sister of Joe and Kit
Lover of many, but one in particular
Who feels anger, sadness, and happiness.
Who fears clowns, rejection, and dying alone
Who would like to see Paris, Rome, and Japan
Resident of Caldwell, Idaho
Behler
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Tressa Behler Poem
Kittens, kittens
How I love them so
Playful, fun
Sleepy, love to run
Bite and claw
Blood sometimes drawn
Cuddling, purring
Never boring
Kittens, kittens.
January 21, 2017
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