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The tempest raged
The water fell Down from the sky To fill the well From which the people Draw and drink The storm rage passes Within a blink Blue skies then reign Sun shines out Collecting Vit D In copious amounts The plants and people Bow with joy At the tempest and it's passing.
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Tis a wonderful time to be alive
As the super moon doth rise and rise Only once in every 20 years Does the moon to earth pass so near To reflect the light of our blessed sun Down to earth and everyone It's full and strong, a friend to me A piece of the earth's life trinity The tides it causes keep us moving As it wanes and waxes so are we grooving Our race progressing fast and well To where right now none can tell Tis an exciting time to be alive As the super moon doth rise and rise New tech will come to change the world Better for all the boys and girls Upcoming in the years of next Is a new production process It excites me much and pleases me more That we are breaking through this techno door 3D printing it thus is called Research and be well enthralled For now I thank the moon and stars The sun, the earth, mankind and Mars A balanced time is coming forth Where humans flow with the Universe The energy, tpower, that exists in all Resistance melting to none at all Connecting to people through time and space Uniting with the human race I repeat this statement with a grateful heart The one I stated at the start Tis a wonderful time to be alive As the super moon doth rise and rise Wellness rising from within
can make one want to sing sing sing. Its possible some flem could hurt that plan but I try and try as best I can can can Fever passing through a cold damp night sleep can make it right right right Hours past and then arise reach your body and open eyes Grateful for fighting off sick Grateful for this heart that ticks Grateful for this body strong Grateful for work days not long White blood cells are cruisin' through, eating bacteria and viruses too Gathering forces for the final fight, thankful for a restful night Sickness passing to memory, eyes and head clearing nicely Now the hardest part es fin, perhaps I will soon sing again A small poem of thanks for the good in this life
A park bench in the sun thinking "isn't this nice" A small child's laughter that rings of pure joy A lover's caress that's the real McCoy For although there be ills and evils around Villains and thieves achieving renown Crooks walking free, murderers get away None can compete with a beautiful day I thanks all the trees for being so green I thank all the flowers for their color's seen I thanks all the birds for the songs in my ears I thanks all the sadness for the truth in my tears Music and painting and sculpture oh my Machines that allow us to reach for the sky Computers connect with no distance to great Plants, animals and farmers who make hunger abate The kindness of strangers The empathy of friends Respecting the dangers A big thanks to send For this body is strong This breath keeps on breathing This life it is great And all love is receiving Thank You. |
Douglas Karson
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