Giving thanks is an everyday event
Really it should be moment to moment
At least we set a day aside to remind us to do so
Tempering the hectic pace of life
Enabling friends and family a moment to pause
For every day is truly a gift, each sunrise a blessing
Until that sun doesn’t rise for you anymore
Long may you live and be …
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Reaching for the dice one more time
Isaac gave them a toss onto the table
So much rested on the outcome of this one throw
Knowing that the answer would hurt either way
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Until her twenty-third birthday, Abagail thought she was special
She would walk around like the queen she knew she had to be
Everything changed when she met Chuck
Love left her vulnerable, lowered her confidence
Esteem shrunk under Chuck’s manipulative eye
Soon she was relegated to being just his wife and not his partner
She told herself it was for the best. Otherwise, she would be ….
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Despite feeling pretty fowl
Uncle Daffy was out hunting
Couldn’t find a single deer, just a damn rabbit
Killing the bunny might have been satisfying, but they weren’t in season
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Luscious ruby red pucker
It called to him to get close
Perhaps to brush her with his
Still, he kept his distance
The idea of that oily makeup on his face
It kind of freaked him out
Couldn’t she wash it off
Keeping everything perfectly natural
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Down and out is not in her vocabulary.
If anything, it just means get your hands dirty,
Get up, and swing for the fences.
Determined to rise like the phoenix of old,
Even if every part of her soul screamed in pain
Even after getting kicked back down again and again
Pushing past that finish line proved she had it within her
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Blazing eyes bore down on her
Unconsciously she adjusts her collar
Rearing back, he attempts to strike her, but she dodges
Now he collapses and she watches the flames consume him
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Just killin’ time behind these here bars
After being such a naughty naughty boy
It makes my poor mother’s black heart break
Livin’ the incarceration dream
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Bursting at the seams with things to do
Under the stress of things that should have been done
Still knowing there was more that needs to fit in
Yet here I am writing poetry
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Second place might be first loser
It might even be the most frustrating since you were that close
Leaving you wondering what more you could have done
Viewing life that way makes it so frustrating
Everyone fails to win all the time
Remember that and be happy when you medal
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