S Holland Poems

It's funny how morning people
Will drink it
From any grungy, dingy pot,
That's only been rinsed
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Enjoy your life today.
Thanksgiving is on the way.
They come and go so soon.
Look at the Harvest Moon.
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Once again it's warm enough
To watch the pigeons eat.
The little sparrows take the most,
And fly away to feed.
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Look up and see it.
Zenith of all of your dreams.
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On a sunny Monday morning on the way to work,
I made a right turn and fell in love with you.
It came and attached itself to my heart,
That desire to accept you as you are.
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What is this?
This feeling that I need
Just a glimpse of you.
What will a glimpse do,
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She wrote, 'How do I love thee? '
I say I know.
She wrote, 'Let me count the ways.'
I say they are vast and beyond number.
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Swirling mocha circles in
The coffee mug.
She twists and writhes
With smooth, sweet invitation.
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I love to see the sun come in,
And light my way to happy thoughts.
I'm happier than I've ever been
When sunlight shines and rain is nought.
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Oh, the joy of self-pity.
Of crying sorrows away.
Of giving 'way to a weaker state.
Of luxury for a day.
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