Renewal by Lawrence Spiro
The lights of life always shine
with will and joy reach for peace
ever ours to refine.
Renew your mind, heart, and time
this day, in this place we lease
the lights of life always shine.
Straight toward, straight-a-way line
passing lights that never cease
Ever ours to refine.
You decide not to decline
you are to gain not decrease
The lights of life always shine.
Not to do is to resign
to dismay and wilted reach
ever ours to refine.
Love yourself attach combine
Cling to life’s protective fleece
The lights of life always shine
Ever ours to refine.
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Autumn by Lawrence Spiro
Between summer’s dry driplet haze
and winter’s swell before dimming days
she puts on airs of spring and sways
towards him; he comes near.
His gaze is cold and severe.
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Being an Uncle by Ethan Bell
Being an Uncle is a quiet kind of joy
I have three nieces, three lives growing around me
Three smiles I get to notice even from across the room
I may not say much or always join in
But I like being near them watching the moments happen
Sometimes being an uncle is sitting close by know that I am part of something special
Three little girls who make being an uncle really cool
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For Jill on Safari by Don Intonato
Jill
I stayed home
packing the boxes
I will leave behind.
The papers you left me to sign.
While you fly
over Africa
in a balloon,
looking down
at the giraffes
running below
with your girlish smile.