Category : Poems

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Using imagination spilled out in print
You can light as big a fire as if you used flint

So keep your lips zipped tight if that is in your mind
Or you will be in a heap of trouble you'll find

The time to unzip your lips is spilling kindness
Be careful what you say and do not have blindness

Stories I like to tell in rhyming poetry
On my part not meant to be taken in piety

Recording my history is my selfish aim
Hoping you enjoy things that for you are the same

When did this event happen and what did I see
I put into order like my family tree

But rhyming little stories is what I have found
      Is what keeps the stories still lingering around


  • Jan 07, 2020

  • Jan 07, 2020

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