Due Drop - Marine Olson - Poem by Jonathan ROBIN
My first reaction to your test
An answer offered to your quest.
Response intuitive has led
In time to smiles which look ahead.
Now you can seek north, south, east, west,
End speculation, it were best.
Open doors seek not to wed,
Lead nor to needs exchanged, nor bed,
Some dewdrops pure, as may be guessed,
Shine from within, then leave the nest
On flights which, lighten heart and head
New options offer. Be my guest.
Magic words weave on, won't rest,
Accept each difference as blessed.
Remember few face Time's firm tread,
In time stagnate, to Self seem dead.
Named 'hot' or 'cold', life is a jest
Enjoy what's offered, live with zest!
One birthday verse through YOU has led
Life onwards, you CAN FEEL, so red
So yellow, blue from rainbow's chest
Stolen are not! Don't contest
One's right to flower free, doubts shed.
Nurture life's due from A to Z.
17 November 1998
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