Children

I heard footsteps ever so quiet

They carried with them

a world of might

sounding of innocence

and tomorrow’s hope

silent the wind,

as it whirls above…

Protect this wonder

this shadow,

this child of love…

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This should be a blank page,

but it is not…

Because now we have little ones

massacred in playful steps

while celebrating their last

Days of school.

Receiving honors for hard work,

looking forward to hazy days

and ice cream reasons.

Instead it is replaced

with Gurneys carrying out limp

souls of young bodies

dangling from under discrete sheets.

Screams are heard in meeting

places as families receive the news.

Darkness takes place,

” when we were A couple of kids”

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We sparkle , we stand

In the light , in the sand

We are strong against the dark.

We are women who make our mark.

We sparkle and we stand .

In the light , in the sand .

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He put his arm around me

Told me it was going to be ok.

This virus will not last forever 

It will not stay…

My uncle told me that he loved me

the virus will go away

the vaccines are helping

this virus will not stay.

He will be a friend to call on

or a buddy to play ball

a confidant to share with

the switch games and all.

He put his arm around me

told me it was going to be ok.

The virus will not last forever,

this virus will not stay.

Love

The moon is out

The ghost about

In this soon to be

🎃 Halloween.

I run in fright

In the night

And hope to not be seen.

But the Casper winks

The pumpkins blink

As I pass the hallow team

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A candle on her favorite food

Lit on this her 10th year passing

I sit and wonder in the quiet moment

No birthday song to wish a lasting

Wishes for the future gone

As the days have passed quickly

And you are not here to belong

At this table of celebration

Yet it is for you and only you

Leaving loved ones with their own

deliberation.

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I was the one who they called the knee baby.

Not sure why , I am the one in the cap,

I stood as tall as the rest of my siblings.

I always had an impish smile; they said.

Worn out pants handed down by someone.

I never knew we were not rich.

My Grandparents never ‘let on.’

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One tree this year.

A time to remember.

We miss our loved ones

In this Covid December .

We will not forget

We are still in hope.

While many have lost

and now have to cope.

We light the candles

We cut the cake.

Pray for the lost,

different memories we make.

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The little goblins have left their mark

their ghastly decor glows in the dark

They are prepared for the spooky nights,

witches and ghost and lots of frights.

The purple haze glows all about,

cider brews until it is stout

Soon the long waiting will abate

days grow shorter, darkness stays late.

So walk among the Halloween’s play

Come and see but do not stay.

It is meant to make you scared

for all the ‘trick or treats’ who dare.

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Tom Sawyer would be proud

Of the curiosity he shows

His wonder and discovery

A small rock he throws

Standing an looking

He thinks once more,

To collect another rock and

throws off to distant shore.

Dedicated to my Grandson

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