Acceptance

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I am a Deafblind Woman

I am a Deafblind woman.
I wonder if you can see and hear me.
I hear everything's muffled, yet...

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Changes and rearranges ?

Changes and rearranges ?

She lost the man that she married many. many moons ago.. mind you the woman that he wed has altered...

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She climbs like a cat ?

She climbs like a cat ?

Shes neither up nor shes down but shes never gonna stop.. shes somewhere is the middle but she will make...

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The world’s wonderful...

The world’s wonderful wetlands?

Seashells shimmering in the summery sunlight scattered amongst the sandy shore is such a splendid sight...

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KING OF NOTHING

In his kingdom he had alas not a bean
No worldly pocessions could be seen
He owned the...

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Oh Deer

Oh Deer

Oh Deer do you think that I cant see you frolicking amidst the corn in the golden hue
I peeped out...

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“C’est la vie Coronavirus”

“C’est la vie Coronavirus”

“C'est La Vie!!” (That’s life!!) I say to those trials and tribulations
We have weathered worrying...

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Only a child

Only a child

Only a child as she bathed her young brother and spoon-fed her mentally ill elderly Grandmother
But...

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I spy with my ‘Magic eyes’

I spy with my ‘Magic eyes’

I absolutely adore the perception of a human mind
As I spy with my magic eyes hidden depths to find...

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Sweat Savana of Crime

Damm'it Im sad
I hate the fact
I got played by a fad

Not my job to get payed
...

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Again

About a friend

You were my best friend
I told you secrets
I've still never told anyone else
But you...

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My little town ❤️

My little town ❤️

I climbed up above my little town where I stood in absolute awe as I looked down
You see I wouldn’t...

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Pandemic

Corona virus

Corona virus world wide epidemic,
Where people die from it and get sick,
I dont think anyone...

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He was a Seagull..

He was a Seagull..

He flew and he flew til’ he could fly no more resting in a wood.. there were oaks galore
And the...

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Dance of the Swan Napkins

Dance of the Swan Napkins

never thought folding napkins,
would become a political contest..
I never thought my skills...

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Wherever the wind blows

Wherever the wind blows

Can one foretell what the future holds?
No and they never will..
An ultimate and...