Fierce (an acrostic poem)

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Fools rush in where angels fear to tread was his favorite proverb

It encapsulated his life in ways that spanned from ludicrous to profound

Ever since he was a boy, he would do the near impossible, twist fate into pretzels, and never miss a beat

Reveling in the audacity of the chaos he spread around like seeds from a dandelion caught in a tornado

Could do no wrong, and it was just the way of the universe

Evidently when you held your guardian angel hostage, you could ever be the fool, but were you?

Hostage (an acrostic poem)

He always was so nice after they fought

Only that was the only time he really was

Still she stayed with him

They had been together for so many years

And besides, he always said he was sorry

Going into the emergency room, she had a smile on her face

Everything would be okay