Lori Hopkins Poems

a dog's tail
a bit of ale
just a dropp or two
stir it twice
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i lost my glass slipper

well really a shoe
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life is fleeting

passes swiftly by
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your easy bake oven
why didn't i bake with you?
can't go back and do
the things we didn't do
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through the forest glades
the sylvan frecks about
a comely maiden wades
alone she has no doubt
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Here I lay on cold concrete
No more grass beneath my feet
Want to leave but don't know how
Oh sweet family
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climbing trees
skinned up knees
the smell of fresh mowed grass
roller kates with big yellow wheels
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weeping willow looking so sad
branches hanging low
moon is shinning bright tonight
makes your weeping branches glow
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in this trap
only one way out
death can set me free
dark thoughts in my head
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lilting miss spider weaves her gossamer web
demure little caterpillar soon will be dead
her evanescent tapestry bedewed in the April Sun
this furtive little nemesis to nearly everyone
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