Your touch cools my skin, Your scent warms my soul. The sound of your laugh so soothing, The whisper of your voice so calming. Your arrival always welcomed, Your presence always refreshing.
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Ode To The Old Apple Tree
Under your branches Is the perfect seat. Your colors so bright, Your smell so sweet. Picking your fruit Just feels so right. My son had 17 poems to do last weekend (acrostic, diamante, couplets, odes, etc…) because he didn’t do them at school when he was supposed to. So he had a lot of work […]
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