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Fire
Fire,
In the form of Flame,
Is a mother's touch,
Calm, Gentle, Warm,
The same Fire,
With circumstances,
Changes,
Raging, Ravaging, Revolting,
Learn from Fire,
To be a caressing mother,
For Good,
And be the destroyer,
For Evil,
Ignite your Fire,
Within.
Saturday 21st October 2023 4:07 pm
Seasons
Summer heat makes us strip of nothing
little shirts, toes out, booties
Splash in the pool
Seeing new faces that disappear, when the seasons start to change
Building a bond tight like links
Apart as sweat makes us sticky
Fall in likes with summer treatment
Fall to see orange and yellow leaves
As the summer treatment has invited somebody
Moods start to change
I need th...
Monday 8th January 2018 2:54 pm
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