Do not text me or think otherwise
I am just picking flowers from my garden.
Last evening I picked a red rose but
Wow! It proved to be too red for my date
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Today is a day to reckon,
A day to reflect and wince.
An overdue date longed for
When the truth must be told and done
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I may not have heard her last words
But she mumbled a handful of clauses.
In her ultimate painful moments’ experience,
Her hugs and kisses were more than of an ordinary mother
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My sweet memories of yesterday are as new as ever
They are aerated each passing day and season
And they never shall grow old or dim
Unless when am old enough to be a liability
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If I take you as my sister,
I should express my love to you.
If i take myself to care for you,
I should remember your Birthday.
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To have a mentor is great
One who rises early every morn
Collects nectar and worms
All in readiness for the day ahead
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A moment to think
A day in memento
A season to reconcile
And a date to enter history
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May be a pity to face the electrocution
Less to the suicidal thought when the noose nears
But the noose may be such sweet when brought loosely.
The sight of the hangman may be terrifying
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In all your walks and works of life
The roses may prickle your feet
Thorns scars your poor feet as hatred tramples your heart.
Neither do not fein nor haste
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Today’s sky was pale and grey,
It was blanketed with thick nimbus clouds
Signs of gloom, tears of joy filled the sky
Floods of mist formed in the corners of the sky
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