Like
to all the atoms surrounding me,

yet
I can still do so much, 

But
now it's just you and me, 

Yet
the sea also wants to proclaim me, 

Staring
out to a misty blue just me and the big sea,

I
felt so little in the community with everybody doing their thing,

And
now I Know that anybody can do anything.

Yet
I feel so strong with the sea at my side and without it I cannot stride,

But
sometimes I can do it for just a little bit but at least I can do anything at all,

Sometimes
when I’m in my room I keep a glass of water at my side to remind me of the sea,

But
sometimes I just remember you and me staring out, to the sea,

I
feel the cold water on my toes, the nice salty water of the ocean and I think my only companion.

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But what a pity

We can be what we want to be

And we are here just sitting

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he looks so cute and acts so spunky.

I love his floppy ears and eyes,

even when he's not so wise.

He jumps and nips, but that's okay--

The trainer comes each Saturday.

His baths sure are a soapy mess,

but he's only a puppy, I must confess.

Yes, he's a handful and much more,

but he's a good dog at his core.

I don't even mind his constant piddle,

because I know he's still very little.

I really miss Milo when I'm away at school,

but I know I must study, that's the rule.

I'm sitting there now eating a peanut butter and jelly--

I just can't wait to get home to rub his belly!

4-7

The
full moon sets luminescence down in the night 

A
cold breeze sweeps through the open window 

I
slowly lift my blanket up to my chin

As
I drift to sleep from the light

4-6

February is when the snow comes out from hiding

March is windy

April is muddy

May turns to spring

In June the flowers bloom

In July the trees are green

In August you jump in a pool

September is back to school

October is a season of candy

November is when it gets cold

December is when the bears go into hibernation

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I saw him go that one fateful night.

He took his last breath then off to the night

There he stood looking down at the sight.

Happy as could be. Joyful and no fright. He possibly

Just maybe flew through the night.

So, I say goodbye and leave his nice grave and there he goes off with the light in the night.

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