My Own Two Feet
I walk on given precious gems far better than a crown of gold two stands with jointed wiggling stems to bring me places yet untold
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Somber Parting
There are so many people I miss, especially my wife, and the very exciting things we used to do
Mice
A Scotsman’s daughter named Nelly drew pictures of mice on her belly
Shades Of Autumn
At last, a welcomed light Autumn breeze, whistling passed steepled roofs,
Last Stand
When a horse is on his knee don’t shoot him till he stands , one so proud
My Sunflower
A Sunflower every hour smiles brightly on the world
This House
Clouds are weeping at my door, puddles tearfully trickle in moonlight falls
Winter
Gray is the season that withers blossoms dulled by satin frost
Summer
This glorious time of year, grace is in bloom, divine, supple spindles gleam by golden beam
Spring
The finest day of spring, petals dance on sudden gales, counting everyone before the sinking sun