Beginnings are always rough
Of course that doesn’t make the middles any easier
Really the endings can be difficult too.
Not that you need to worry. You were ready the day you were…
Born (an acrostic poem)
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Green (an acrostic poem)
Growing a new future out of a cold wintery past
Reaching for the bright blue sky
Energy from the sun beating down on the newly born leaves
Enticing them to soak in all that they could
Nurturing them to express their vitality in a multitude of shades of…
Star (an acrostic poem)
Sound the trumpets and the drums!
The Christ has been born in Bethlehem!
All should approach on bended knee
Reliving the Alpha while remembering the Omega
Grid (an acrostic poem)
Giving up on trying not to be square
Realizing that he was born to be expressive
It didn’t surprise anyone when he made the pivot
Determined to show them, soon his progress was off the charts!
Plus (an acrostic poem)
Putting things together helped her organize her thoughts
Lithe fingers deftly added masterful touches to her creation
Until her masterpiece was born
Smiling, she knew what she had to do next
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Epic (an acrostic poem)
Everything began when he finally agreed to go on the quest
People think it went to the next level when he fought the dragon
It was pretty tough, but not the thing he feared losing the most
Calling on Julia and asking for her hand, that was where the legend was born
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Adrift (an acrostic poem)
Always looking for the new thing
David believed in the accumulation of experiences
Reality was he was always looking for what he was a “natural” for
It never seemed what he was doing would fit
Frustrating him and forcing him to search ever elsewhere
To never find what he thought he must be born to do
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Spirit (an acrostic poem)
Something about you is miraculous
Perhaps it is how you smile, or the way you pick at your food
I don’t really know how, but all I do know
Regardless of what the world says you are important
I believe we all are a Christmas miracle
The babe born anew in us today
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Inspire (an acrostic poem)
Ideas attack my working mind
Nagging my attention, but I have stuff to do
Still they scream, demanding audience
Pushing conscious thoughts aside
I begin to fantasize about what if
Resulting in failing at getting any work done
Enabling something new to be born
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