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Guarded

I so hate feeling vulnerable. I'm not the kind of girl To wear her heart upon her sleeve, Or keep a banner well-unfurled Announcing freely, "Here I am; I'm in love with you tonight." Rather than admit a word, I'm more apt

Abishag

The king's wife took me into her household after the king died.  I never knew what she thought of me. She was always so quietly polite and I never felt anything such as dislike from her; but neither would she ever meet my gaze. It was as though

Brother Duck

Craziness. I love birds, but when they make a lot of really obnoxious noises it makes me want to shoot them all. Birds are a pleasant sign of spring, sure, but couldn't God make certain all their songs were pretty? And the ducks. Who's been feeding

April 30-A Word, Please

My breath is spent, My words are few. Lately I Learn to love you. It comes and goes; I wish you'd stay. When I've no more Words to say. Poems don't Suffice, dear one. The love still lingers When I'm done, And

April 29-Lately Mellowed

I want I want you to know The coffee has its properties, Make me mellow down to "slow." The tie's a good addition The shades-- a bit too much. But I love the whole ensemble, Get me swaying here and such. I like I like how

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