Stars shine so brightly, But to us they’re mere pinpoints, Except for our sun.
Occasionally, Caught unaware by sunbeams, We open our eyes.
There are those who say, We have the right not to wear, Masks if we so choose. Dictators once ruled, Neighbors denouncing neighbors, Hitler Stalin Mao. But Americans, Are free to love and to care, Use that freedom well.
Flames crackle and burn, Keeping us warm in winter, Yet they can kill us.
Beginnings are fun, We start something new with hope, But change is scary.
The soft earth opens, Dark and fertile giving life, To the seeds of hope. This is the last poem I’ll post until after NaNoWriMo.
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