Stranger Hoping for Library

A knock at the door
That’s quite a surprise
Visitors are often quite few and far between
I open the door, quite cautiously
Stranger looking for the library

Well, that’s quite quaint I must admit
A library was a place I often used to frequent
From when I was eight till about eighteen
My favourite place apart from being at home
Would be to be lost in the Library

But times have changed and so have we
And poor Library is being replaced so rapidly
With iPads and iPhones and iBooks and iEverything
And iDirections too in case one needs to be
In a hurry at the Library

But I had to empathise
On the spot and with love in my heart
If Stranger needs to be in the Library
Then the chances that there would be
Some technology to help find the way

Would probably be very remote and quite slim
And so I didn’t feel comfortable
In being very mean, poor soul
I offered Stranger a cup of tea
And then led Stranger to the Library

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Photo courtesy
Ali McGill Photography

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Children’s Dentistry
Offering painted walls to
Waiting Moms so bored

The Giraffe is looking down on me

And we have butterflies too

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Crystal Sword!

What refraction means to me
Take a light and break it up
Thrust a Crystal Sword

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Tears of Joy!

I cannot remember or recall
The last time I cried real
Tears of Joy!

I cry all the time
I cry often
I am not scared of the emotional
Ride I travel on every day

But this morning I opened my inbox
Opened a Youtube
Sweet Angel singing to me
After a week of anxiety

Fear, excitement, lack of sleep
Unable to work
On unpaid leave

Before I could even stop
I had a river of tears
River of Joy
Flowing down my cheeks

If this is the only
Reward I ever will earn
It is enough for me
It is more than enough
My heart is overflowing
Causing Tears of Joy
To run down my cheeks!

Equality

This post seems a bit unfair
A bit too easy for someone like me
Someone brought up in a land of inequality
When my best friend and I
Could have coffee in a cafe denied
The only way we could be friends
Is that we were not schooled
In the system of the state
But in a convent run by nuns
Where all were free no matter your skin
No matter your appearance
My friend and I
We are still friends
Bound together by love and not by chains

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Purple’s Sister

Purple’s pale sister
Standing side by side for short
While, then say goodbye

One day only! Nature’s time

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