Mary's Little Goat
Mary had a little goat, Its fleece was white as snow, And everywhere that Mary went, The goat was sure to go. In the '60s she did roam, A...
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Poetry by Belle
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Mindful Breaks
In the lazy afternoon's soft glow, I find a spot where thoughts can just hang out, Where whispers of my mind can ebb and flow, And I can...
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Poetry by Belle
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An Ode to Curmudgeon Love
In the quiet of their days, they bicker and they spar, Each word a sharpened jest, a playful, tiny scar. Through life's tumultuous waves,...
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Poetry by Belle
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Sixties in My Soul
In the echo of my sixties, I find a golden dawn, A time when love and peace adorned each day that shone. The spirit of that era, alive...
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Poetry by Belle
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Old Man and the Creek
By the creek where waters gleam and flow, An old man sits, his face aglow, With lines cast far, he drifts in thought, Of days when joy...
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Poetry by Belle
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The Reflective Wanderer
In the quiet of the rain-soaked street, Where shadows and echoes meet, A solitary figure roams alone, Wandering through a world unknown....
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