Shirley Harrison Biography

This windy morn

has left its debris on my path
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If one likes to keep hopelessness
and defeat in a wallet in their pocket
and whom seek comfort from the Raven rather than an Angel
I cannot help but wonder
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Oh, nine spheres of wonder
how beautiful you shine
lighting my heart
when I look up at night's sky
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I can't believe one man decides my fate
choosing how it's done
a moustache perfectly formed on his top lip
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Tapestry of a beautiful day
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