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The truth is that
We are finite
One life we have to live
To fill the world
With love and light
Not tarnish it with hate


The truth is that
We are human
Each and every one
So teach the next generation
To do better than we’ve done
The truth is that this poem could probably never really be finished as there are so many messages that need to be sent to the world and words will never be enough
 Jun 2020 Chuck Kean
Brandon
My fate
 Jun 2020 Chuck Kean
Brandon
If my fate is to love you
From a distance
Then I'll burn for you
Like a star in your night sky
Bright, steady, reliable
Unwavering
Until the end of time.
A broken bottle
Rubbed smooth by the ocean
Tamed and beautiful
Nature creates art
 Jun 2020 Chuck Kean
Betty H
Each warm summer eve
When the moon peeks from a cloud
I gaze at his face

When his lips pop up
I'm convinced he views my grin
It causes a giggle

When his lips sink down
I wonder about his mood
Do I change him so?

Eyes shut late at night
I see the moon in my dreams
no clouds to hide him
 Jun 2020 Chuck Kean
Me
as your view
widens and
your
patience
allows you to
watch
things
unfold
you
bit by bit cross
the term
random
out of your
dictionary
replace it
with
yet to
explore
~
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