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Day 138 in 2017

Oh how I miss December,

When the warmth of love radiates my universe,

As the little lights shine through the entire house. 

The heart jumps up the moment I greet each morning, 

As if surprises await around the corner, 

Waiting for me to chant my wish verse. 

The joy causes my life to arouse, 

In the festive days like Spring. 

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Day 129 in 2017

They blatantly assume that they have put out the flame. 

They ignorantly believe that there is no more candle to be lit. 

They insanely turn the tables and turn a blind eye and a deaf ear to the truth. 

They notoriously conspire to wreck the established virtue. 

But… 

Love, always overpowers fear and intimidation. 

Hope, always lights the candles. 

And faith, always shields the weak. 

#freeAhok
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Day 125 in 2017

Walk the night away, 

After the rain has stopped dancing,

Along the watery pathway. 

Tell me the story worth revealing, 

The truth about the passing day.

About what love has been growing, 

In your brightly blue sky. 

Has it grown teardrop out of striving? 

Or sweat for the lack of supply? 

Tell me about what the sun has been hearing, 

From the chatterbox birds that fly,

Over the land that has been dreaming, 

Of the warmth of May. 

Tell me more as I am listening, 

Tell me more, you shan’t be shy. 

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Day 101 in 2017

It’s National Siblings Day, they say –

A kind reminder of how much God loves me. 

We’re all different from one another, 

Yet we’re the same in loving one another. 

We have our own circle of friends, 

Yet we circle one another with affection. 

We walk separate paths in life, 

Yet we never leave one another behind. 

We grow into disparate flowers, 

Yet we come from the same root. 

Our late Papap was taking a picture of his three daughters on my wedding day, back in 2000.
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Day 100 in 2017

One hundred frames of feelings and insights, 

Were established as spontaneously and as picturesquely as they might.

Beauty is in the expression one pours

Over the letters set in arrays,

As freely as the flying birds, 

As honestly as the sunshine,

Celebrated under each moonlight.

A hundredth day of spontaneous poetry to start the year  

Feels like this…