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Live for the moment.
Live to be free.
The colors surround me.
I dance to be free.
The birds flap their wings.
The moon shines its face.
The sky and ocean merge.
I love when I’m free.
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TAKE ME WITH YOU
Take me with you.
We’ll soar to new heights.
Let’s take to the sky
And fly with the birds.
Above the clouds,
Above the mundane.
To a life worth living,
Beyond time and space.
Take me far away.
A RAINBOW OF DELIGHTS
A RAINBOW OF DELIGHTS
Follow me
Through the bright colors.
Run to the others.
Where crayons reach the sky.
Climb the pile up high.
Beyond the
Cotton balls stuck above,
The flutter of a dove.
Lake water is shining crystal clear,
A perfect reflection of a deer.
To the beat of
The winged creatures in the sky.
As they dance the tune up high,
Flying close to the ball of fire,
Their wings take them higher and higher.
Come closer and see
What my imagination has wrought
With little or no prior thought.
A scene of beauty, my dear,
Has made it all crystal clear.
REMEMBER ME
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Sleep my pretty bird.
I won’t say a word.
Just rest your weary eyes.
Then we say our goodbyes.
Soon you will fly away to heights
As you drift through the days and nights.
Your new badge of freedom
You’ll wear in your kingdom.
But always remember me
As the one who set you free.
DANCE FOR ME
DANCE FOR ME
Elevate your body through the air.
Lift up your fins.
Your pointy face to the sky.
Dance for me.
Let the water flow down.
Back into the ocean.
But keep yourself high above all else.
Dance for me.
Give me your wicked smile.
A little laugh.
Show me your endless joy.
Dance for me.
I want to see your special dance.
A clap or two.
A little twist for me.
Dance for me.
ROYALTY
I sing my song.
I can’t be wrong.
I am king of the day
Until I fly away.
HUMMINGBIRD
Can anything be as pretty as me?
What about the flower on this tree?
I will fly high to get it.
This hummingbird will reach it.
It tastes so good in my tummy.
Who knew it would be so yummy?
DARK AS THE NIGHT
HIDDEN
I walk with the living at day,
They do not hear a word I say.
They believe I’m alive like them,
But I’m stronger than any men.
I run like the wind past the trees,
Fly through the sky faster than bees.
My true self is hidden away,
I might be a little fey.
At night I walk with others,
They’re close to me like brothers.
Whom am I? you might ask.
I might take you to task.
Take care not to open that door,
You’ll be in hell forever more,
THE DEAD GAME
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A BORING AFTERNOON AT THE PET STORE
A BORING AFTERNOON AT THE PET STORE
A boring afternoon at the pet store.
“What to do? What to do?”
the white cat pondered to herself.
The only movement was an annoying fly.
It flew around the store.
The four kittens followed the fly with their eyes.
In fact, they couldn’t keep their eyes off it.
The fly was black and furry.
It had unusual yellow stripes down its back.
The smallest cat wanted it for a new baby brother.
The Tom cat wanted to swat the thing with his tail.
The fly finally landed.
On the Tom cat’s nose.
“Ouch,” Tom cat screamed out.
“It bit me!” he said while rubbing his nose.
Fluffy, the big white cat, ran over to Tom.
She said,”It didn’t bite you but stung you.”
“Oh no! Oh no! What should I do?”
Tom ran around in circles.
The white cat moved closer to look at his nose.
“It’s fine. If it swells, we’ll put ice on it. It looks better
than the poor fly.”
The four cats looked down at the fly lying on the ground.
“It gave its life so it could sting you,” Fluffy said.
“But why would it do that?” Tom looked confused.
“It’s the way of life,” Fluffy said in a sad voice.
“I know! We should bury it with a service and all.”
The little voice came from the youngest kitten.
They all agreed with him.
Not having a yard for a burial, they wrapped the fly
in a tissue and were going to flush it down the toilet.
But first, the youngest, Squeaky, said a few words.
Squeaky was sad that the fly didn’t even have a name.
“Let’s call her Miss Bee,” Fluffy suggested to the group.
“Why? It was a fly.” Squeaky was upset.
“No, my dear, she was a bee. And that is why she stung Tom.”
Squeaky began to cry.
After wiping his nose and eyes, Squeaky agreed to call
her Miss Bee.
“Goodbye, Miss Bee. We’re sorry we didn’t get to know you
better. I hope you make friends in your new life.”
With that said, Squeaky flushed the toilet and watched
Miss Bee float away to her new life.
“Goodbye Miss Bee,” Squeaky said. “We’ll miss you.”
FLY OFF THE ROCKS
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We have reached the edge.
Nowhere left to go.
We escaped the party.
The deadly game from hell.
Let’s jump into the ocean.
Swim our way down the shore.
To the beach filled with tourists.
Where help will be on the way.
We can’t return to End House.
Evil house of illusions.
Filled with traps and dead bodies.
No way are we going back.
Come and take my hand.
Let’s fly off the rocks.
We’ll soar through the air.
Like a pair of white doves.
Footsteps behind us.
Flying creatures above.
Time is now or never.
For us to take our chance.
THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist
