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| A Murder of Crows He stood on solid ground, Holding tight to the line of a kite, If you love something let it go, So they say, Easier said then done except when you are the one struggling to hold on, A murder of crows gather and circle the plight, Encouraging one to let the kite fly, To be carried by the wind far away, Never to be seen again, But the memory will stay, |
Buttercups, Buttercups
Buttercups, buttercups, In a field of green, With butterflies fluttering, From leaf to leaf, In the gentle wind, Laid in a meadow, Grass is ...
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To write a thousand words, How one feels, But cannot find those eyes, Who would read, A message unread, For a thousand years, Maybe in anoth... -
A Robin flew to a tree on my path, This was fate, It was meant to be, He sang a song, In his merry way, Only a few will understand his words... -
A new day, With a morning born, The start of the week, A new path found, With cherry blossom beginning to show, The first duckling, Swimming...
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