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      An Irish blessing

      May the road rise to meet youMay the wind be always at you backMay the sun shine warm upon your faceThe rain fall soft upon your fieldsAnd until we meet again may GodHold you in the palm of his...

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      I am proud of my father

      I am proud of my FatherFor have given meThe lifeI live here on earthEvery single dayI am no longer a young menI already lived my young lifeNow I am living in my seniorYearsAlso I live my lifeEvery day to...

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      Ya man

      Ya manI am the FatherOf JamaicaYou are all my peopleYa manLet's love one anotherLet's welcomeAll the Jamaican peopleIn our livesLet us have some believesThat God will give usThe gift of peaceWe all need to liveIn peace with each otherWe...

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      Life is Various Flowers

      Walking down a path of my life Flowers of various stages Various species Calls to a memory Memories of youth Foolish temptations Righteous indignation Love blooms Further down the path Maturity in its finest Knowledge earned Real passion discovered Deep heart ache felt Continuing I see butterfly wings Wish me nots Weeds proudly present Hope still...

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      • well, one thing for sure… you are really blooming as a poet… perfect

      • I unfortunately grew up seeing a lot of weeds and stickers. ha I guess life is like a road of flowers we see along the way. Some beautiful, some ugly. I like your take on it. Nice one, Fia.

      • “Walking down a path of my life”…So there is a flower called Ruellia Simplex. I walk past it each morning before work. Beautiful purple blooms…hundreds of them. When I leave at the end of the workday all of the blooms have been shed or blown away. The stark contrast is startling. But…the very next morning fresh new blooms await to greet me…hundreds of them. My reminder that each day is a new opportunity. Yet also a reminder to make the best of my time as life is too short.

      • Beautifully penned, Fia. Another excellent write full of depth my friend. I concur with Sam’s comment: “You are really blooming as a poet.” Amazing read with a musing vibe to this ink. Appreciate you, Cuz.

        Damian

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      Chapter 21: Pawn

      Anna lay on her perpetually unfolded sofa with a crumpled blanket, her arms spread out exhausted. Evening was falling outside the uncurtained window. The girl had recently finished a bottle of cheap white wine and now, lying with her...

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