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Chayce OliviaRise and shine little one, The sun approaches from the east. Baby seed rooted in the ground, First stem rising like yeast.Chayce Olivia
So long it seems since the day, You emerged from Earth's womb, So hard to believe, my little sister, How soon you'll be in bloom.
If I knew just what the future held, I'd know just what you'd be. Right now you're like an empty book, And only through time we'll see.
Still I wonder of you, What will lay ahead? What bud will you have formed, On your pretty little head.
You could be the reddest rose, &nb
by ~ExoticMailbox
Rounding SonnetWhen I round my numbers t'is outstandingRounding Sonnet
No better feeling has there ever been
Than the one I get from endless rounding
Moving numbers up or down, e'er a win
What are the inner workings of this art?
It takes a mighty knowledge of digits
You will also need a number to start
Once you learn, it'll test all of your wits
Four or less, leave it just as it is now,
Once you go over that, take it up one.
The simplicity, it makes me meow
Now that you know you can enjoy the fun.
Never again will you carry a frown
Because you are able; able to r
by ~ExoticMailbox
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The Rain is MineThe Rain is My Singsong LullabyThe Rain is Mine
She's exactly like the rain. And not the kind that pelts your skin until its red, But the soft rain, complimented by the breezy wind, You know the rain that happens before the storm? Well that's her in all the glory she can muster. She calms me down on those irritable, stubborn days. She gives me all that I need to live, but not too much, For I have to learn how to spread my roots far. And grow someday into the beautiful flower I will be. She'll teach me how to grow big and strong. She'll teach me how to be that small, delicate flower, &nb
by ~lenkea
I've Never Felt So AliveOh maybe the sun will shine through, the fogged up glass of my window. I want the warmth of one ray, a few, And wash away this foreboding snow.I've Never Felt So Alive
Maybe spring will come soon, and melt the ice on my window. Push away the clouds in the noon, and give me something new to show.
I want to look through the fogged up glass, and see something other than what I see, I want to see the green, green grass, to finally renew my lost memory.
What did outside look like without the snow? Was it as dead and lifeless as it is now? Was there still this merciles
by ~lenkea
Broken ThingsHave you ever thought about the little things? The bells and whistles that create little rings? The bird outside that always sings? The water on the window that always clings?Broken Things
Every day the world continues to turn. We don't appreciate the common fern. We don't appreciate how wood does burn. When will we come to finally learn?
These little things won't last forever. We won't think of this, not now, not ever. Calamity may strike and you'll find however, That everyone will care no matter whomever.
So have you ever though about any little thing?
Th
by ~lenkea
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