Mass (an acrostic poem)

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Maybe she should have gone to church more often

Any time things got rough she would break down and go

So now here she was, talking to the priest about her cancer

Sometimes it helps to find someone to help to with the heavy lifting

Stone (an acrostic poem)

 

So that was the moment he pulled out the engagement ring.

That caught her off guard.  She wasn’t ready yet, but was that her doubt talking?

Only here was the large diamond breaking the light into rainbows in her face.

Now was when she had to make the big decision, not later.  What should she do?

Eventually that became the bedrock of the rest of her life.

 

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Deft (an acrostic poem)

Dexterity was never his strong suit

Except when it came to his cleverness with words

Fast-talking was how he made his living

That slight of tongue showed true nimbleness

 

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