Ciara Dunne Poems

I don't know Trump, he doesn't know me,
But the rhetoric he used scared me.
I appreciate he's different, a change can be good,
I just wish I knew his intentions if only I could;
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Great night out but home late too
No key so unsure what to do
Parents will kill me
If I ring the bell
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She arrives at dawn summoning the bird's awakening
Flying as her light illuminates
Twinkles through the dawn and paints the sky with pink fingers
Warms the earth and brings a new day
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You will be told stories galore
With details that deepen and predict the score
They will tell the worst and rarely the best
Ensuring the prospect will bring unrest.
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