Walterrean Salley Poems

We are
Given talents
To gladly share with all;
And may we not be hoarders of
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When God gave me you,
He certainly gave the best.
A dear and loving child,
For which I'm truly blessed.
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There's an obscure movement
Spreading 'cross the land.
The 'Tiny House Movement'—
The unfurling little band.
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The month
Of November
Embraces a special
Time, when family and friends—all
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Our life is a flow’r
That needs nourishing. Sometimes
It fares well, and at
Other times, it does not fare
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A cat and dog were at play.
Then the dog got tired—in a way.
The cat seemed to miss the cue
And held onto its playful view.
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From Africa is the zebra.
Nowhere else does it roam
Innately, wild and free—
But in Africa, its home.
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Books are exciting
And fun to read.
And reading is
A noble deed.
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</></>Lighter than a feather;
On the wings of morn,
The fog creeps
With a silent tone.
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