I must confess When you said, “I’ll be your tree” I was not impressed I wanted someone to rescue me To hear my SOS I wanted someone to
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Poem: So Many Doors
I can hear love knocking So many doors, tapping and rocking I don’t know which to open Shall IÂ try each one? Or shall I just sit, Close my
Poem: The Beauty of No
THE BEAUTY OF NO No, I don’t want to. No, I don’t feel like it. No, I changed my mind. No, something came up. No, I don’t need