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Sara's SonnetMy love, so fair with beauteous locks of gold
who's clad in teal with flow'rs of sunburst rays
I shall not leave her side when night grows old
e'en when the clock strikes twelve, the start of day
Her hand shall not grow cold wish mine so near
Her song shall not be sad, sung like the lark.
Her chest gives off the heat that night so fears
The comfort comes out from her pumping heart.
The presence of her face brings spirits high.
The feeling of her touch awakes my soul
I must her tender lips kiss in reply
Each marv'lous kiss is scribed on countless scrolls
The Lord on High shall write our short lives' fates
and you from mine I hope he won't negate.
Aunt MaeIn the memory of my dear aunt, Mae…
(I don't even know if that's how you spell her name.)
I did not know her very well
And now she's gone I'm ashamed I didn't try
She had a sweet inviting face
Though I was still afraid (of the unknown).
That nervous feeling when you're a kid.
Afraid to meet a strange new adult.
As I grew the nerves morphed.
It just became an awkwardness.
For I never knew her very well.
And only saw her maybe twice a year.
It wasn't even on Christmas and Easter.
Just random times, she would appear.
But now she's gone, her sister is crying.
Her brother too, and I wonder why…
Why I never tried to know her.
I feel so bad that I didn't show her
Who I am, for she's known me for so long.
She has never even heard me sing a single song.
I didn't make the effort.
And I hope some day
That'll I'll meet you in heaven.
And learn how to spell "Aunt Mae"
DaydreamingSitting in one of my last classes
ever. . . . .
Daydreaming one of my last daydreams.
The beautiful deep, droning voice of the kid next to me
He's pushing me deeper and deeper into this dream.
The light hum of the air conditioner in front of me
the quartet of computer fans behind me.
all adding to my lullaby.
not really dreaming of anything specific:
I've never seen.
more intricate than any mandala.
I'm awake. Interrupted by the teachers high pitched clear projected voice.
One of my last daydreams...
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