Dear old mad
I have a new anger
but I point no finger
All the fingers are
being pointed toward my star
The fingers become rockets
signed sealed and
delivered dockets
Old mad
for a long time
you did have me had
but you never destroyed
my happiness or
fully made me sad
As far as the new anger
I learned not to
point my finger
and make it a stinger
plus I do not let
any anger linger
This exceptional book, Celebrating the Gift of Being Alive, has the perfect thoughts and words for birthdays, graduations, engagements, marriages, and any life celebration or family tradition.
Reflections and Nature Watercolors is a collection of Margaret's spontaneous positive thoughts in celebrating and reflecting on life and her nature watercolors.
Love,
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