Betty B. Holmes Poems

All alone it lay in the dumpster,
Tossed there by careless ahnds without a thought.
The life spark was gone, and the beauty dried up.
Unseasonable flowers wither and die without love.
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Mistakenly I anticipated the beauty prematurely.
Impulsively jumping to conclusions.
But nature constitutes her own by-laws,
Requiring all subjects follow suit or fall.
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Rudolph definitely was having a bad hair day.
It seemed absolutely nothing was going his way.
Mother chewed him out royally, for leaving food on his plate,
When he got a hold on his temper it was a little too late.
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