A rain, rain, go-away morning,
and its less mellow-fellow,
a gloom-and-doom,
thunder-and-lightning noon,
soon bursts into a
hello-yellow-sunshine afternoon,
when forsythia blooms.
Because even a gray day
can’t stay that way.
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Waves beat the shore into sand,
wheels of clouds darken the day,
not one thing goes as planned.
But a rock ledge offers a chair,
I rest my feet close to the salt spray,
and the cooling breeze lifts my hair.
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Cooling wind,
a lonely dog,
insect arpeggios,
slow rolling fog:
autumn’s song and
the highway hum.
May Monday morning
never come.
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cloudless sunset,
spun gold at the horizon,
Irish twilight
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Snowdrops appear;
Robin Redbreast
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Down the valley,
churn and bubble,
runs the river
on the double,
flowing past
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When doors slam,
things look tough, or
your heart is drumming it,
Remember you’re
the AMAZING YOU
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Roses are red,
violets are blue,
it’s Valentine Friday
so yippee and WAH-HOOOO!
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As leaves drop
and flowers fade,
summer lingers in
memories made.
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Texture of stone,
leaf and stem —
each vivid color,
a priceless gem.
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A butterfly
lands beside my bench,
so trusting.
Why do I
feel a sudden need
for dusting?
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Thanks for sunshine,
thanks for flowers,
thanks for snow days
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