Nicole GravellPellerino Poems

Life is a flame,
Like that of a candle,
The flame is small and weak.
In the wind we waver,
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My best friends in love with each other
perfect for each other, there isn't any other
they don't look at each other, never say a word
ignoring when others called them obsered
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We are all storytellers
based in oral tradition,
stories of
bravery, courage, love, and loss
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As I peer out
my frosted kitchen window
and look across
an endless blanket of white
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Dark grey clouds
swiftly roll in
lighting flashes, illuminating the sky
and violently striking the earth
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She is a wicked temptress
working overtime
to lure your vulnerable soul
into her poisonous golden sea
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Their once thick brunette locks
are now thin layer of hair
covered in grey and white
wisdom highlights
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Two fraile silhouttes
walk hand in hand
down an old brick road
beneath the frozen city lights
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The famous smile
follows
her gentle glance
as it softens and
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My Minnie mouse
traveled through the years
through beaten roads
and worn paths
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