I am thankful for a cup of tea
and God, I told you so.
In my grandmothers house
with uncle Mac, I had tea
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The mist in the morning
makes ghost tents
on the lawn.
Strings hang from trees
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We needed the rain
to soak the garden,
and now it is raining.
For weeks this summer
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God bless the poet!
most of us know it is
not a life you would choose.
But the choice is not his.
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