ONCE IS ENOUGH
The simple.
The pure.
The first time.
Done once.
Done the right way.
ONCE IS ENOUGH
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WELCOME THE NIGHT
Welcome the night
And its good friend, the moon.
Do not take flight
From the man in the moon.
Let the moon take over
From the sun’s bright reign.
Let the sun take cover
Without severe pain.
A thick blanket will fall,
Giving the earth security.
Darkness will cover all
With its fine grace and purity.
For the sun, no need to pine.
Don’t waste precious time mourning.
The stars will twinkle and shine.
The sun will rise come morning.
WHITE BLANKET
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Look to the glowing skies,
Magic before my eyes.
Snow flutters to the ground
Without even a sound.
Masking the dirt with white,
So pretty and so bright.
I hope it can remain this way,
A blanket for one more day.
OF THE SEA
In a bottle.
So sweet and pure.
Let it be free.
To swim once more.
ONCE IS ENOUGH
This is what life is all about.
The simple.
The pure.
The first time.
Done once.
And done the right way.
A HEART SO PURE
A HEART SO PURE
Only a heart so pure
Can be so clear and sure
Of a life worth living
And a love worth giving.
Look up at the sky
And please do not cry
When you see my heart
Since we’ve grown apart.
I will always love you
And live my life for you.
Until the end of time
You will always be mine.
THE SIMPLE LIFE
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Life could be so simple.
So pure.
The sun on your face.
The sand between your toes.
The cries of sea gulls.
The smell of salt water.
What else could be needed?
WHAT ARE YOU THINKING MR. FOX?
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Fantastic Mr. Fox Doesn’t Feel So Fantastic
What might he be pondering?
Did he lose a friend?
Is he sad because he’s alone?
Do you ever want to be inside
an animal’s head to hear his thoughts?
Do you think they might be
similar to our thoughts?
They might be.
All we know is that he isn’t planning
on revenge.
Animals’ thoughts are less calculating
and purer than ours.
So what are you thinking Mr. Fox?
A NEW DAY
Rain washes away all impurities.
It leaves the ground fresh and new.
The fragrance of grass and flowers
floats in the clean air.
A good time to create and write.
A good time to start anew.
A new day for all.
THE UGLY DUCKLING
THE UGLY DUCKLING
Would you believe that I began life as an ugly duckling?
We all have the potential inside ourselves to be the most
beautiful that we can be.
SUSANNE LEIST 