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Nov 2018
Candy we can spell...
Comely to the need's of a chance
Season we remember with a spoil, little
Contrite or contrary might, to seek life's instance

Candy we can smell...
Living for a mouth from a saving pocket?
Today is a welcomed hello, saved for all and will?
The cares of somber note, the pale of an eye considering ought?

Candy we can bell...
The rued live and let's give, the testimony
Of conscience with one more step toward sunshine, if not still
The promise of reasons of visiting the gift's of harmony

Candy we can fulfil...
Sour accord, came to sincere threshold, for a levity as
Truer by known concern's, we do see unless a gage of will
The tightness of oddity in our hands, make them known for hath?

Candy we can philosophy...
Deliberation in the mar, of substance and questions we deem
Sorry old chum not these, but destiny's best laid plan's for anarchy
Presence of mind, and the discipline of charisma, is yours to keep

Candy, we can't be jealous...
Hush come to share, and an eye that said a wisdom's health
Prepared for silence, with an ear of sincerity to focus
Where we have been, and where a love has offered another's heraldry and wealth
nobody ever said my rose garden wasted life, until I met youth in it
Written by
David Hilburn  55/M/Soldotna, Alaska
(55/M/Soldotna, Alaska)   
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   Butch Decatoria
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