Epicurus
By well-wisher
Tue, 07 May 2013
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Sage birds enjoy their singing
and I enjoy to hear
their voices brightly ringing,
bringing sweetness to my ear.
Wise flowers enjoy the sunshine;
their round faces beam with smiles
and their bright joy becomes mine;
their beauty making life worthwhile.
All the clouds, like Aristotle,
hunch over in the skies
but, dozing, I forget all
thoughts, just watching them drift by.
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Another little cracker! of your poems.
Wise flowers enjoy the sunshine;
their round faces beam with smiles
and their bright joy becomes mine;
their beauty making life worthwhile
A lot of truth! in these words
Especially when one,hears them giggle!
Thoroughly enjoyed. Even as babes.
julie
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