Sunday Relax Poem

While my family rest,

I try my best,

At wanting to work and write.

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My home is my nest,

But as I type and press,

I’m tired and ready for night.

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If I can write a little each day,

I can give myself leeway,

To call myself a writer.

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It’s finding the middle

Of a hectic life, pickle!

But on I must. I’m a fighter.

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Sunny Moon Poem

The sun has many roles to play,

From earths pivot to ruler of all.

Then there’s the light maker, the ultimate protector,

Yet in the sky it always looks so small.

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We take it for granted,

Without it we would not be here.

So imagine my surprise to look up and find,

A sunny moon appear!

Sunday Motivation