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The gift of life
From the moment we are born
We are given a gift
And at first we don't realize it
As children we think less about the why and the how
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I love you like the sun loves the moon
I love you like the sun loves the moon
The kind of love that only exists in the in-betweens
Between day and night
Because love is a spectrum
And I don't love you at the end of it
I love you in that sweet spot
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When the bluebirds sing
When the bluebirds sing
The grass is finally green
When the bluebirds sing
The children run and scream
When the bluebirds sing
The bears no longer hibernate
When the bluebirds sing
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Traffic Lights
Green
Yellow
Red
Simple
Rules
Yes or no or take it slow
Humans
Nothing like traffic lights
Never what they seem
Or say
Or do
Too complicated
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Girlhood (In honor of International Women's Day)
I love being a girl
but I hate what it took
for me to be able to go to school
for me to know I will be able to vote
for me to know that I will be allowed to get a job when I grow older
Loves
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Secret from the Library
Every Monday,
After school,
Papa brings all of us;
Hazel
Lila
Rowan
Baby Arlo (who’s actually three by now)
And me
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To Be A Poem
If to be a sonnet is to be vain, then to be a sonnet is to be a friend.
If to be a limerick is to be laughed at, then to be a limerick is to be a child.
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Procrastination
The assignment is due in a couple months
Will the results be good or bad?
Either way I have plenty of time
I’ll work on it later.
1 month left
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Breaking Fairy Tales
Once upon a time,
the princesses got tired.
They were done
they deserved to be.
And the fairies
that the fairy tales were about,
the fairies
that were written out
with their striking beauty
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How I hate chivalry
I don’t like the word chivalry
The spelling
The sound
And what it means
Be chivalrous and put women first!
Can’t we just be treated as equals?
I think it’s dumb
A prince in shining armor
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Not Always Happy
She’s always happy
I know that’s what they think
She wouldn’t hurt a fly
That, too
Sometimes they don’t think
That it’s hard for me too
That I don’t always want to be the nice