Souls Don’t Die | A Poem for my Grandparents

All my grandparents have left,

Yet none of them are gone.

They left behind disease,

They left behind old age,

They left behind suff’ring.

Now it all starts anew,

Every spirit’s next step.

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In Defense of “Birthday Month”

Whenever August 1st comes around,

“It’s the beginning of Birthday Month!”

I’d play along to a certain extent,

More times than not I’d also tease,

“People only get one birthday,

No one gets an entire month!”

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Poetry Doesn’t Have to be Perfect

“Oh no, that stanza should be over there…”

Publishing poetry changes the words,

They no longer only belong to me,

Every reader has their own impression,

Clicking publish removes it from my control.

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