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The Jack Pine tree,
Stood at the end of the street,
For childhood to bloom,
Its story remained incomplete,
When spring arrived,
It brought man..
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On this Friendship Day, I cherish you dear,
Through laughter and sorrows, you're always near.
In moments of joy, in times of despair,
Your presence..
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Darker nights and the slow shedding of leaves,
As they turn yellow, orange, and red from green,
Signals us to be at peace,
With the changing nature..
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In the barren land,
Outbraving soaring heat,
Blooms mojave aster,
Rebellious bolshie indeed,
Dying of love sickness,
Resurrecting from pa..
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Wrote it for Mother's day
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How far have I come?
How far still to go?
Who should I be?
Tuff or mellow?
One who stands behind,
Or who awaits ahead,
Contemplating complexi..
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The pendulum swings,
Left to right,
Should we try?
Or say goodbye?
Stuck in dilemma,
We don't break the ice,
On and off in relationships,
F..
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With her first touch,
The ashes turned gold,
The birds started chirping,
A story foretold,
As she leaned back,
To tangle her hair,
The sun..
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A person is known,
By the company he keeps,
Learning together,
Building relationships deep,
Coming far ahead,
When we look behind,
Contempla..
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For some treasures of life,
Need not be unearthed,
When the waves are rough,
They present themselves,
How rare it is to find,
How uncommon..
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