Mary Polachek Poems

As the bud begines to bloom beneath
the melting snow.
A reminder of spring comes into mind,
Natures way will allow it to grow...
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In the struggles of sibling rivalry
Screaming, and shouting to get a
temporary want.
At times feelings grow so cold in
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Life is a gift, as we should very well know
Love is a seed,,, when nurtured will grow...
We were born into this world to choose our own way;
To build, and create dreams, that were thought of yesterday.
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