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Water drips into an empty bowl
when you live in your mind
and your body is tired

A dream collects
bit by bit
and then the rain
erodes it

I like sad songs
that can make me cry
a rhyme implied
and a reason brought to light

I like birdsong
in every poem
I like the road less traveled
and a shortcut home

_______Colleen Redman  / dVerse Poets Pub /Poets and Storytellers United 

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