garden beam sunlight
tickles her face
golden locks erase time
all political worries, aside
here, in her sunbeam face
there is no debt
there is no doubt
there is no fear
only child-like abandon and posies
Darling, I am doing a tribute for William,
for his 6oth birthday,
come and greet him?
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I am for an art that has the power to knock your socks off. I am for poetry that already has. Author, musician, educator, scatter brain. Proudly serving the global community since 1984.