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Though you may be set aglow,
With plenty of things in tow.
At night when no one is near,
Your pillow’s stained with a tear.
You have compromised your soul,
For glitter? A painted bowl?
You have sold those close-by out,
Climbed the ladder with a shout.
Woe, to you who are selfish,
Over time, you look elfish.
You threw some under the bus,
So you could ‘gussy up’, plus,
Hanging with those out to wreck,
Weren’t you thinking? What the heck?
Lynn M. April 13, 2019
Waves crashing against the shore,
I sit here writing my lore.
Cool, sunny March Saturday,
Looking for the next best way.
Pensive thoughts- clearing the mind,
Clarity. Not a in bind!
Lynn M. March 23, 2019
Sprouting buds are bursting through,
Winter’s almost gone. It’s true!
March 20 for a start,
Snow and ice must fall apart.
The weather should lighten up,
Place those daisies in a cup!
Birds are singing. Trees turn green,
St. Patrick’s Day will be seen.
Women’s History Month, too,
Much info on which to chew.
Look up at the rainbow’s hues,
Collect gold. You’ve paid your dues!
Lynn M. March 16, 2019
February? We think of pink,
When hearts search for that missing link.
To align with a pointed love,
That resembles a flighted dove.
Mid-month, there is Valentine’s Day,
Those loved ones get to have their say.
And, we honor Black History,
So young ones have no mystery,
About who did both this and that,
Having this, their pride won’t go flat.
Black History is all month long,
This hefty info keeps us strong!
February 2019
Oh, the bells are ringing everywhere,
For those donations that we must share.
The frosty mornings waking us up,
Having us reach for that chocolate cup.
Roasting thoughts warn us of frigid air,
As we shop for those for whom we care.
Christmas cheers and smiles spread all around,
Holiday music adds to the sound
The season is here upon us all,
We etch out the new and have a ball!
Lynn M. December 8, 2018
Oh, girl power. Girl power,
Spilling beans by the hour.
Like a bag filled to the brim,
No longer will lights stay dim.
Release it now. Let it go.
So your children can flow!
Sweeping no more under rug,
While heartstrings are in a tug.
Claim your places, queens of chess,
Speak out and tolerate less.
Lynn M. September 29, 2018
Cooler days of fall are upon us,
It’s back to basics. No time for fuss.
Time for the kids to go back to school.
Where they should practice the Golden Rule.
As they all learn to read, write and count,
The hierarchy of skills do mount.
September- a reality check.
Labor, work and use all hands on deck!
Lynn M. 
September 15, 2018
Re-Re just entered that pearly gate,
Left us behind like childhood bait.
Trying to figure out who was that?
Sassy, feisty. She left no lines flat.
Here we are pulling up every song,
Wishing she had stayed a tad more long.
Strange. We feel like we know our icons,
Like we’ve partied with them on their lawns.
Their breaths and their cells, we think we own,
But we learn that they are here on loan.
She’s now been welcomed in heaven’s arms,
Belting out tunes. Turning on the charms!
Lynn M. August 18, 2018
Splat, splat, kids dash at this and that,
June sun. Free. Hair not in a plait.
Kids can laugh, swim, roam, dance and sing,
No more school bells go ding-a-ling.
Blue skies beacon us all outside,
Much time inside- taken in stride.
Vacation plans neatly unfold,
New stories waiting to be told!
Lynn M. June 8, 2018
Oh, the beauty of fresh May,
Smells of newness, we all say.
Ah! At last we surely know,
Warm spring breezes make us glow.
Endured winter’s frosty crust,
Now propelled forth with a thrust.
Into this calming, green May,
Planting smiles throughout the day!
Lynn M. May 12, 2018
