~~~***For my husband***~~~
All that glitters is not gold
So the wisemen say
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All the footprints on the wall
And thumbprints on the window
As your toys clutter room to hall
Loud your noise does bellow
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Morning awakes gasps
Surprized by a shooting star
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Harvest pumpkins glow
Imagine jack o lanterns
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Crescent Moon shining
as storm clouds tumble in rage
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Silence of dreamers
soundless space no echoes pierce
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My painting in words
dreams on canvas, perfect petals
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The Moon is waning
in retrograde Mercury
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A Zen moment suspended in space is
the sound of silence and the music of the spheres
non shall capture and hold the golden notes
that sing in all hearts and spirits
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Little explorer
running touching learning grows
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