Lynn Trudel Poems

Her eyes do search around the room
Learning her new surroundings,
A gentle voice softly speaks,
That is familiar to her ear.
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She is but seven years old with sun kissed hair mixed with shades of light brown. A heart shaped face and a slight slant to her velvet brown eyes gives her an enchanting look. One may think she is a silhouette for a character in a fairy story consisting of a little princess in a faraway land.

High up on a hill rest her castle; below the enchanted forest is where the unicorns play. She has a tender heart for creatures big or small with compassion way beyond her years that shows in her smile. She sits upon her pillowed floor with pen in hand she writes, her thoughts and dreams on paper bound, by golden rings that glimmer in the sunlight.
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'Don't go back, only go forward
Living in the past just causes much pain.'

May I keep only the memories?
The ones that make me smile, and
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Winter pours its chilling snowfall
With powdered snow that’s crisp and white.
All across the frozen lake
The swirls of snowflakes dance in the night.
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Dear Poem,

I have written you many times over
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