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  Aug 2021 Nolan Willett
Cné
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slip your fingers
where longing rages
deep between
my undiscovered
pages

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I am darkness.
I wear the mask of sunny mornings
But dark shadows seep around the edges.

I am storm clouds.
I masquerade as blue sky days
But the cows out in the fields lay down.

I am a somber dirge
Though my speakers play a happy song
It’s always in a minor key.

I am tomorrow.
While I can’t untangle from today
I waft the scent of yesterday.
                     ljm
I have oberved that when it's about to rain in farm country, most of the milk cows out in the pasture lay down. I don't know why. They won't tell me.
I have no famous family name
I come from a very nowhere place
What I own is nothing much
So I have no help to give you.  

I’ve not accomplished anything
That went into the record books.
I  have no trophies or awards.
I don’t know how to help you.

The only help that I can give
Is in these words I’ve written.
I called them Rules to Live By
And long ago they trended.

Play fair
Wait your turn
Con’t cheat
Help the other guy
Don’t be cruel
Be friendly
Don’t be selfish
Be kind
Smile more than you frown
Care about the Earth and all it’s people
Take what you need
And leave some on the plate for the other guy.
ljm
I previously posted the rules as a separate write.  forgive me for the repeat - it just seemed to fit here.
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