Sarita Milliner

Today is a day that we will never forget,
Playing over in our minds like that favorite cassette!
Thought waves ripple like water, reflecting the sunlit sky,
While the image of playful birds, captures our eyes!
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Have you ever tried to figure out, what makes the world go round?
Or wondered if its' axis broke, would it float aimlessly around?
Have you ever really wondered, is there life in outer space?
Or tried to simulate "ET's" voyage, during a bicycle race?
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Only a mother, can love you sight unseen,
From the moment of conception,
To your first whaling scream;
 
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A symbol of guilt, sin, shame and pain,
To, scorn one’s life, in an effort to de-fame.
It stands out like a light, in the dark of night,
Its’ bright red color give the stars much delight.
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Billowing trees, rustling leaves,
Moving objects through its breeze.
Cold air rushing down the path,
Just a figment, of nature’s wrath!
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As I reflect back on that day,
I cry silent tears,
As I think about tomorrow,
I cry silent tears,
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Thirty-one days old, twelfth month of the year,
Season named winter, in the Northern Hemisphere!
Holiday celebrations on various days throughout,
With advocates for awareness also moving about!
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I remember it like it was yesterday, that time when we first met,
I saw you from across the room, a day I’ll never forget.
Your well groomed hair and dapper dress, immediately caught my eye,
With clouded vision, heart fast beating, I missed you walking by.
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It's the day after Christmas and all through the house,
Everyone is sleeping, including my spouse!
Tummy still full from the holiday spread,
I can hardly lift myself, out of my bead.
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Close your eyes and lose yourself, in sweet serenity,
Let your mind's eye, see things, as you wish they would be.
Find a place of calm, to relax your fast beating heart,
Smile as you dream in wonderment, of life's segmented parts.
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Perched high in the trees, far from enemies,
Your head turns in rotation, of 270 degrees.
Your sensitive ears, hears the sounds of prey,
A family of rodents, from their den they stray.
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Where do Poets go, when it's time to create?
Imagery through thoughts, so that others can relate!
What place can one find, that can offer ample solitude,
When creative juices are flowing, at random magnitudes?
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Predicted by the Weatherman, it's "Winter's First Surprise, "
As we gaze out our windows, sheets of snow clouds our eyes!
Streets void of traffic, Mother Natures' beauty is everywhere,
Suddenly the silence is broken, as a train of snow plows appear!
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Those little droplets that fall from the sky,
causing the birds not to fly;
It calms our minds and cleanses our souls,
But yet we see it as something so cold;
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Life is a gift, with many ups and downs,
Its mysteries and wonders keeps’ us spellbound;
It takes us on adventures, that were not planned,
It has twists and turns, that we’ll never understand;
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Thanks, is an ordinary word, that many take for granted,
It has various meanings, that are within us deeply planted.
At a young age, we are taught, to always do what’s right,
And saying thanks demonstrates, that it’s good to be polite,
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Silence is communication through words unsaid,
Like the hand gestures of the hearing impaired.
Silence is a message not heard by human ears,
Yet it’s easily recognized, through fears and tears.
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Behind the mask is a face of grace,
Enhanced by the lines, of life’s rat race!
A thing of beauty with a story untold,
Eyes send a message that soothes the soul!
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Snow drifts lay by the mountain side,
Nestled beneath the sub-divide!
Oh how its beauty is magnified,
Water vapors frozen and crystalized!
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One cold October evening, we were sitting at your bed
Conversing with friends, not knowing what was ahead.
We talked, laughed and reminisced, to relax away our fears
We did what we’ve always done, throughout our many years.
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