Quatrains

A series of quatrains I have written and posted on Instagram.

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A morning song that I have heard

Too many times to say,

But I would like to thank the bird

That chose to sing today.

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This morning I decided to smile

At everyone I see;

I’m not sure why I smile tonight

I guess that one’s for me.

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The sea is wet, the sun is warm,

And timber’s made of wood;

Care can soften every storm,

And hate can do no good.

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I gave my heart to you,

But then I could not see,

That what I gave to you,

I also gave to me.

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I searched about for wind,

I looked to no avail,

But I could not find the breeze

Until I set the sail.

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I see orange on the leaves,

The shortening of the day,

Autumn rolls its sleeves

To clip the grass away.

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I love Octobers cold 

Urging I let go —

Though they appear as gold

These leaves died long ago.

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I love October’s change

That shows me how to shed,

The yellow parts of me,

That are already dead.

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The light never stays,

By four it all has gone.

If they are shortest days,

Why do they feel so long?

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Another day, another storm,

At least I learnt my part:

If I want to stay warm,

I’ll have to use my heart.