Such comfort in abbreviations
The wonder in conforming
Bring such harmony to a beginning
It was and it tis
Time for this and it’s
To say now and forever
How bliss ful things can seem
As we say in long hand
That short hand is two
Timing with rhyming and reasons
That leave this season to sing
Forgiveness
In short, I’ll slang my way
Into a generation
That is more in tune
With laziness than any
I’m only naming myself
To blame
I’m In too much of a hurry
To lay out long
So forever meet
The willing to stay
Abbreviate.
Strolling through
Touching fabrics
Leaning into hats
The jewelry glistens
I can move
With the magic
That surrounds and has
Turned me to listen
To the specials
And sales
As I try on glasses
And watch the mirrors
The fun in shopping
Introduces me to colors
Seen in magazines
And I loosen my cheer
To redeem my coupons
And I give in to the pleasure
That these feeling bring
And I hear
As the salesperson declares
More sales
I have a rif and rat
And a tit for tat
About things
So many to offer this world
A zip and zat
And a kit kat
Make my rounds happier
I really think
That because of me
You can think further
And indulge in a dot and dat
Because if you have the knack
You can find a way
To chat about what you have to say
Inspirations float in this sea
Offering me monogamy
You see my words never cheat on me
And they really touch sorts of forward desires
And I am fleeing this scene
It’s your turn
Kitten
Cushioned in comfort
My purr soars through the air
My fur is freshly cleaned and flared with static
So much rests on my mind as I stare at a mouse
I shed and sleep in a bed
And I seem to be the queen of the house
Fitness
I exercise for my sanity
So many times I trip and seem
Lazy
Today I can be different
I can be restless and run
To the end of the railroad
Tomorrow I can be
A swan and swim in the lake
When I make amends with my legs
I can take them to bed
Sometimes I think that
as the tables turn in my head
the less I exercise
the more I want it
and the more I chastise myself
the more I run
into the sea of commitment
that ends with integrity
I choose to exercise
It makes me happy
To accomplish
Disciplining myself
I’m round
I peel
I taste sweet
I’m juicy
I go with bananas
I also like strawberries
I’m best with yogurt
Apples meet me at my eyes
And are the same size
I’m first place ribbon
I’m seen as berries
I’m eaten in pies
I can be a smurf
I can be painted on a wall
I can’t be seen in the fall
I can be the color of eyes
Or a ball
I can be feathers of a bird
I’m the color of jeans
I quench thirst as juice
And my name is blue
MEMORIES
Standing sideways leaves her body to be but a silhouette
Slightly in the shade she moves closer to the tree
As she glances to her left she sees the marking of an imprinted heart
This art was formed in memory of her true love
Some have said he is deceased but she knows his soul always lives
Puppy
My bark billows with the sound waves as I chase a cat
I sleep on plump pillows
My family dresses me in a sweater and hat
I swim with children and like to have a pat on my back
So much fun I have living for a run
Pink
I fight cancer
I’m the color of a bonnet
I live in victoria’s secret
I’m the color of leaves in the fall
I swim in pies as strawberries
I’m the color of a ribbon in a girl’s hair
And I’m a pair of pink socks
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