Category: Rhyme
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Somewhere between Make Believe and Heaven: The Rainbow Maker

Somewhere up above the clouds Exists and old and crooked house And within the house there lives a man Who creates rainbows when he can He sprinkles magic upon the clouds From the window in his crooked house And when the rain begins to fall From the magic a rainbow forms A bit of magic…
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Another Start

Zephyrs curled and tickled Pink blossom gently drifted Waves lapped gently at the bank As the morning mist lifted Butterflies fluttered by Warm Sunshine lit the way Fragrant flowers bloomed big and bold The start of a wonderful new day
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Wordle: Relish

I screamed with laughter as I allowed the sticky paint to kiss the canvas in a variety of strokes and ways A red spill here, lifted and curled around and flicked and dotted and dashed Greens and yellows pass each other Hit each other and spin and spiral this way And that An idea planted…
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Age Old Questions

Time flies Ages pass Winds of change surround People grow With what they know Yet questions still abound
