I am
Sometimes quiet and sometimes loud
Sometimes humble and sometimes proud
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For me, it doesn't matter at all!
Forever I wish the snow would fall.
Piles and piles, seven feet tall
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I LOVE
When strangers say hello
Hot coffee on a cold morning
A baby's smile
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I can see him waiting for me at the gate
He is opening it for me
He is wearing jeans and a bright white athletic T -shirt
He is barefoot
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Terrorizing the
Republicans who don't
Understand how to
Make him disappear
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I received a call from my Aunt
She needed help moving a plant
When I lifted it up
It got caught on my cuff
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I was thinking about Fathers Day, and how much I miss my Dad. So I thought I would share this letter/ poem I sent him, for his birthday when I was a little girl. His birthday was June 23 and he would have been 94 this week. About a year ago, I found a bag, in it, was every card we ever made or bought for him. I couldn't bring myself to read them until recently. This one made me cry. Here goes
For all that you have given me
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