Rainy Days

Trees, by Joyce Kilmer I think that I shall never see A poem lovely as a tree. A tree whose hungry mouth is pressed Against the earth’s sweet flowing breast. A tree that looks at God all day, And lifts her leafy arms to pray. A tree that may in Summer wear A nest of…

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Expectations (A Poem)

Oh endless anticipation I dream of what’s to come I miss entire symphonies while beating my own drum The road beyond entices me I’m focused miles ahead Forever running to get there trampling flowers under tread I dreamed the world was perfect Expectations never cease The thing that I am lacking is a sense of inner peace. I…

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