russell-william-johnsonWhisper

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BlessedFrom my first cry / Mother's embrace, father's joyful face / Medicine says its for air
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an old drawerI cleaned out an old drawer / of odds and ends. / paperclips and the door to a battery case on some remote
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Prepared for a ViewI planted flowers / Fixed the floor / Worked for hours
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organized chaosFrom 20,000 feet, the lines are straight. / the world is in neat patterns / with the white headlights heading in one direction
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A MomentMost moments in our lives pass unnoticed, without remark or consciousness. / Then, there are those that mean something, or that we choose to mean something, / that become a placeholder for our lives, to add meaning, understanding, passage
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Make SenseMy understanding of things, important things, has left me. / It doesn't make sense, to make sense of this / How can it be, how can this follow a plan?
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OpportunityIt's knocking. / Inviting me to come in. / Not demanding. That won't happen till later.
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The "Likes"I started writing poems years ago. / Someone said i even missed my calling, / which is kinda flattering but may also have meant i was pretty lame at my real job.
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SnowIt came upon us in a quiet still night / With stealthy calm and pure delight / Though familiar window a novel sight
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BusterWorthy and stalwart sojourner, / Bright as the sun and carried forth by devotion to the journey / Disguised as a common school bus that has been modestly adorned.
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