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  Jan 2021 Mary Anne Norton
Mitch Prax
To this day,
your name
still hurts my tongue
but I still say it anyway.
Sometimes I like to
hear my soul
gently tear itself
apart.
they're very social
they can help tell the weather
mate for life, pigeons
Mary Anne Norton Jan 2021
I hear my mom sing
As she makes dinner for us
How I miss her song
  Jan 2021 Mary Anne Norton
nivek
Bearer of the Sea
a river in full spate
sound of the waterfall
forever returning,
weeping from a clear blue sky.
They are the fierce writers
They ride on horses and write past you
They have rode on this earth before
And wrote with reed on various seeds
Armed with fine parchment and accoutrements
Meadows and the cemeteries
Their favourite haunts
Mary Anne Norton Jan 2021
What gift will I bring
To a king lying in hay
The gift of myself
The  wise men brought gifts to Jesus. Got me thinking what would I bring to our King
Lying in a bed of hay
Mary Anne Norton Jan 2021
You lived alone
You died alone
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