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April 8-Sonnet of Myself

No man would dare to ever take away This part of me which takes complete control And shatters all of me me 'till I am whole. 'Tis who I am; how I'll forever stay. My heart will cling to treasures undefined And bursting forth, proclaim the

April 7-Gold Ring

Lest I show thee Myself Have I no thought Left. 'Tis a wonder I breathe 'Tis a charm all Bereft. My own eyes now: Too soft My own face: A snare. Discrete I plead Tonight When we are gathered All there. I love too well To lose By

April 6- Taken

Desire for solitude and peace Begs I leave lest my heart cease. Oh for a thousand words to speak; Oh for deafening silence to seek! I'll away at just one word. That voice so little lately heard. And in the thundering of my ears Hear naught but you,

April 5-Recall the Stranger

Recall once more the beams of light Turned upside down and right again On your cornea. Or did you meet it? My gaze I mean. I feel the drain Of myself into your eyes. 'Tis fleeting, sure, but God-ordained. If you have a moment, friend, Spare the time for

April 4-Smile

I love the way you smile at me. You did it much today. When you helped those kids in fun, And laughed as they played; When you served those hot dogs, When you sang those songs, When you painted faces, When you laughed along With young and old alike, And

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