becky jones

I wanted to write for you a poem
of beautiful language from the heart
or maybe pen a sweet song
as you have for me from the start.
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Ain't stinky no more,
I've taken a bath
Ain't embattled in war,
but forged a new path.
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If only I were a poet
weaving the threads
of harmoniuos verse
fluid and flowing
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A woman of forty-eight
unconscious in the world,
and blind to it's weight,
journeyed through darkness,
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When you wish upon a star,
or call on angels high,
hail the blessings from afar,
your explosion in the sky.
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