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Daniel Lighthizer

If you don't learn to write your own story, someone else will write it for you

2 poems·Since October 2015

Where there is love, there is life, and where there is life there is art, and where there is art, there is beauty and where there is beauty there is happiness, and where there is happiness, there is hope and when there is hope, there is a future.

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Florebit

October 15, 2015

I am but a flower,

Found in the light of the sun,

Swaying beneath your feet,

Growing in the ground on which you run.

 

I am but a moment,

Appearing in a season;

However this so,

I still have a reason.

 

Though my life is temporary,

I play a big role:

By providing food and shelter

To the insects and tiny creatures below.

 

My life is but a wisp,

Yet, I still have a part,

In a great pattern

Found within Mother Nature's heart.

 

I am but a flower-

I will soon fade away:

Though my armature will begin to wither and fray,

My seeds will go forth,

and make a new way,

Growing once again

In the light of day.

 
 
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