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Puzzled

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I am puzzled by many things.

I am puzzled by the sunrise, the sunset and the way the wind bends the trees and cools me off.

I am puzzled by why we are here and what we are doing.

I am puzzled by people’s reactions to, well…everything.

I am puzzled by people who feel the need to be hostile just because you disagree with them.

I am puzzled by the things people say without thinking.

I am puzzled by those who do not take the one life we have seriously.

I am mostly puzzled by the fact that so many things puzzle me.

Apparently bewilderment is a state of mind!

Puzzled

A Two Hour Delay!

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They say that teachers wait all year for the summer,

Because the cold days of January are always a bummer.

And since I’m a teacher where the snow always falls,

I anxiously await that magical call.

But to get that call, the timing must be just right,

The snow needs to falling well into the night.

So when it is snowing, I sit by the phone,

Hoping and hoping that I’m not alone.

When the call finally comes and much to my dismay,

It’s not a day off, but a two hour delay!

 

 

 

Gray Skies

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Gray skies,

    Suns rays absent

       Cool mist of tomorrow

          Falling quietly from within

             Seeking a time and space for peace

         To be left alone, one

     Waiting for the

    Blue skies  

Brilliant

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Looking out the window in front of me,

What is it now that I know I see?

Brilliant sunshine, wisps of white, naked trees and river white.

The limbs reach up ever towards the blue, 

Waiting for the sunset to start anew.

Brilliant