Tag: rhyming
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These White Walls
I like small spaces, with white wallsand windows bright and protrudingso the sun and banksia can illuminemy heart. This small quiet place is where I like to startand sit and continueno other voices, no peoplefor I am a quiet soulwho likes to hear the sound of her own breathbreathing my bodymy beautymy being. ButI also…
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“In God we live and move and have our being” – Acts 17:28
I remembera time when she was lost in rhymeskipping rope,singing loudly, dancing proudlycollecting snails in jarsskipping and running just to see how farshe could go.When she would lay down in grassall covered with snowBuilding snow forts, hanging Christmas lights all aglowDreaming of Santa and presents in sleighand when the snow would melt awayshe would race…
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The Cycle of Change
Withered, worn out and weatheredI wonder whether I can continue to stand on this dirt that feels more like sand.The fruit of abundancethat took months of patience and pruningnow lays decayingbeside the branches that have broken off from every deep frostor thrustof wind Will I ever win? Or is life less of a game and…