Loretta Shively

It whispers in my ear.
It rustles through the grass.
It brushes at my skirt
in such a rush to pass.
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Jehovah rose from ancient past
and on forever a shadow cast.
A shadow known to common man
as Father Time. Thus time began.
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Carburetor, steering wheel,
Radiator, tires,
Brakes, transmission, battery,
Fuses, lights, and wires,
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Red is living. Hot and bright.
Rocking.
Eager.
Daring. Wake, and challenge to
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A flash of blue: the night is bright.
A sizzling streak, or welder's light.
A power source has thrown a dart
to split the skies above apart.
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Lullaby, lullaby, little baby,
Wind rustles leaves on the willow tree.
Chase away thoughts of a scary bear,
Safe in my arms in the rocking chair.
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Sometimes I wish
I were a fish.
No hair to wash or food to dish.
Just make my little tail go swish.
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If I am the one
with the breath known to reek;
If I have a stutter
whenever I speak;
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So many people
in so many places
reading expressions
on so many faces...
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Crying on a broken chair.
Dying without proper care.
Buying rags for underwear.
Lying just to get a share.
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Single digits;
we're complaining
bout the cold and bout the snow.
Triple digits;
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The roof needs insulation.
The attic needs a floor.
There's only one hinge holding
the door frame to the door.
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There once was a Christmas poinsettia
who had a most vicious vendetta.
Its plant friends were dead
so it dropped on the head
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If you want to be happy,
just start where you are,
shut your eyes. Take a breath.
Make a wish on a star.
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Twas in the year of 1812, in February's cold;
Jock Edwards played the part of man at just 14 years old
Four settlers in the state of Main left Jock the camp to fend;
when after logging wood for ships, went home, their farms to tend.
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God made a world of beauty bright,
and nature full of color.
Outstanding trees of awesome hight,
and mountains standing taller,
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Cool dewy grass 'neath bare feet in the morn'.
Over our heads shines the sun bright and warm.
Under a shade tree: we welcome the break.
Nothing can beat a quick dip in the lake.
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I was blinging along
on one blowy brin day,
when a miblin jumped up
and constrounded my way.
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I have a small sister whose hair is bright red;
but my hair is all brownish-blondish instead
My brother's got handsome black curls for his crown;
and Grandma's hair's white, though it used to be brown.
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