Written in the airport while waiting to go back home.
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Joy, joy!
All the pretty buttercups.
What fodder for the mama hound
And all her little pups!
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You’re not my favorite pianist.
You’re not my favorite poet.
You’ve missed the mark in sundry ways–
I love you but I don’t know it.
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How to tell a robin
From a turtle dove?
Just hold their feathers in the light
And pray to God above.