Poem eighteen

sing a song

for those fallen

are angels

forming clouds

of love from a far

let us remember when the wind blows

we are magicians

sending bunny rabbits

into hats

to be released

into our hearts.

 

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About monalisasrandomthoughts

I craft people poems. I laugh out-loud. I love all things. Everything is about order. My movements are chess. Everything to me calculates. I just look like this.
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