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Apr 2018
She puts the jingle in my jangle
the sparks that shoot like laser
lights to make the dark nights
bright
as day.

When I woke up it was raining
Facebook told me so,
but the Sun came out when her
eyes opened.

If happiness be a state of mind
look inside yourself and you
will find
it.

Even when it's Monday and it's raining
there is Sunshine
you only have to look.

And if you're fourteen points off
the starboard bow
how you got there doesn't matter
what does
is what you do about it.

the ball is in your court.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
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