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 Sep 2016 jane taylor
Ramin Ara
Sleep build things
on my eyes ...
 Sep 2016 jane taylor
Ramin Ara
Road
 Sep 2016 jane taylor
Ramin Ara
Listen
The road is calling you From afar ...
 Sep 2016 jane taylor
Ramin Ara
God
 Sep 2016 jane taylor
Ramin Ara
God
The wind was visiting
The plane tree
I was on my way
To God...
Close to the woody glade
Hidden in the leafy shade
A smart robin built a nest
Like a cozy little chest

With twigs and leaves, it was made
Within it, four eggs she laid
She sat long brooding in her nest
Indeed it was a tedious test
      
      One by one, the eggs were hatched
And four tiny birds that closely matched
Came out breaking the freckled shell
Making the Mother bird’s happiness swell

The mama enjoyed their sweet company
To her, boredom no more came to annoy
The nest rang with a chorus of song
It was made vibrant with a happy throng

      The parent birds fed them taking turns
As they grew, for the sky they began to yearn
At times the fledglings stuck out their heads
Longing to leave their craggy beds

They found the sky blue and clear
Still they were under the clutches of fear
But they knew, outside lay true liberty
Before them stretched infinity

No more did they hesitate
Their mama’s movements they did imitate
They splayed and spread their wings
And into the sky, took off with steady beatings!
A simple, sweet poem .....that contains the law of Nature... As parents, we enjoy the company of our children, but when they get wings, they will fly away ! We moan over the empty nest  !! However we have to accept the inevitable!
the softness
of the rain
gentles
and
holds
me
dear

cj 2016
listening to the rain as a lullaby
 Sep 2016 jane taylor
NV
BECAUSE I DON'T KNOW HOW MANY TIMES IN LIFE,
I HAVE WOKEN UP,
AND SOMEBODY WASN'T THERE.
SO MUCH SO,
THAT EVENTUALLY I STOPPED WANTING TO WAKE UP AT ALL.
SO YES,
YES I'M STILL AFRAID TO FALL ASLEEP AT NIGHT,
AND I'M AFRAID TO LOVE,
ESPECIALLY TO LOVE.
 Sep 2016 jane taylor
Illya Oz
When my day is feeling gray
And my mind is in disarray
I look outside
Only to find
A blue butterfly
Fluttering through the sky

When I saw the blue
Of its wings as it flew
It brought a smile to my face
As its wings flap with grace
It brings happiness in its wake
And many friends does it make*
Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ
For my friend Kirashma, who is always so kind and friendly and always makes people happy just like the blue butterfly.
 Sep 2016 jane taylor
Illya Oz
9/11
 Sep 2016 jane taylor
Illya Oz
Twin towers up so high
Who know they'd fall from the sky
Fifteen years ago
A tragedy that we all know
So many died
And so many cried
Now all can do is remember the dead
We think what can not be said
May we all remember 9/11
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