A face lay there in eternal sleep,
No smile.
No frown.
I wonder,
“After all, smiles and frowns are of this world”.
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A face lay there in eternal sleep,
No smile.
No frown.
I wonder,
“After all, smiles and frowns are of this world”.
It’s Monday in America:
a new day dawing
an evil era waning
as we unite
– both, left and right:
agree to disagree
most respectfully
and bridge the divide
with determined stride
though battle scared
as esteemed leaders spared
together, we’ll seam
the American dream…O’Prunty