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โ€œI Would Rather,โ€ a poem . . .
Rather, I would live than write a single poem. To take a walk or touch a cheek or glide a comb, Through hair that is not dry, but lustrous be. I would rather not be sad, but find my life happy.
A poem is nice, but Iโ€™m inside, And I would rather run or glide, Through wind with sun embracing all my ways, For I am sad and lonely these days.
I have the will a poem to write, But I am scared to run outside and fly a kite, Too weak of will and body to engage, In acts of life, stuck on this page.
If I could do both, sure I would, To write and live if only angels could, Help me regain my happy will and hope. With poetry alone, companions mope.


Cherish Life that Abideth โ€“ William Morris

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Through the Trouble and Tangle โ€“

Advertisements Love is enough: through the trouble and tangle From yesterdayโ€™s dawning to yesterdayโ€™s night, I sought through the vales where the prisoned winds wrangle, Till, wearied and bleeding, at end of the light I met him, and we wrestled, and great was my might. O great was my joy, though no rest was around [โ€ฆ]

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