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The GiverThe Giver A clutch of the hands A beat of the heart A tilt of the head A burst of thought //A jolt of hope//The Giver
The flutter of wings The rustle of leaves A surge of wind A breath of fresh air The lilting of a tree //The tinkle of joy//
A falling star A rising moon A setting sun A life begun //A palpable love//
The whisperer of joy The vessel of happiness The supporter of hope The equal of love //The balmy peal of laughter// A source of peace An eddy of grace Tinged with the bow of so


A Life On Nothing WastedA whispered good bye was all I could hold onto as the darkness descended upon me. Was there nothing left to feel? Nothing that I could think of at least. Could I even think at all? Numbness, ahh yes that sweet nothingness of my last few minutes on earth. Death is not so bad Not so bad Other than the bone deep cold that seeps like oil making everything a slow churning mess until you decide you want to live And there's where it gets messy,A Life On Nothing Wasted
Slippery--
Impossible. You can no longer get a rung to pull yourself from Gone, into the void never to return... Will they mourn


Something About School SatireIn a tiny little village on the brink of a wood Was a tiny little cottage and next to it stood A meek little man who was smartly and kind. He was wise and careful, with a broad little mindSomething About School Satire
So jolly little Lolly went out for a stroll Until he came to a tree and lay down for a loll. He recited some verses and talked with the grass And he pulled out a sandwich from his lunchbox of brass
But soon an angry policeman with evil in his eyes said, "Get out of here at once..don't give me your lies!" He grabbed Lolly's arm and tugged him aside Into the pigpen where Lolly ate