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Hanging on to a rope.
The rope is long.I can't hold on.
Just cut the knot,
and let me drop.

BY DEBORAH BENNETT

Gilded frame of little one,
flowered shoes,and Washington.
Cello blue sits on side
of Waltzing woman now his bride;
McCoy vase of Cherry leaf.
Why does February cause such grief?

BY DEBORAH BENNETT

A touch of this ,and a dab of that,
stirs the kettle soup gone flat.
Pismires and beans look delicious;
is putrid food always nutritious..

BY DEBORAH BENNETT

Diamond stains from salty tears.
Left to rust,among the years.
Hopes of dreams in Cobalt Blue,
Why's and hows remember you.
Cares of many rings torn apart;
Shall I lead or will you start..
Carbon dates our fates for now;
Past and present mingled into one,
How can two return to one. LOVE

BY DEBORAH BENNETT

I went to the Dr. and the Dr. said;
no more TBI in my head.
Thanked him, and went out the door...
Sign on the wall said ;OB-GYN,s only on this floor.

BY DEBORAH BENNETT

If, wishes were candy,
and dreams were colored blue.
All of my memories would be sweet and sky blue.

BY DEBORAH BENNETT

Porcupine snow of dotted white,
Spins me in the starless night...........................
Takes me from here to there,
Get out of the car I'still nowhere.

BY DEBORAH BENNETT

If you face your fears, I've been told;
by an Indian Chief of long ago.
Your heart will stop,
and your blood will run cold.

BY DEBORAH BENNETT

HARMONY, HARMONY, IS THE KEY
TO HARMONIOUS MATRIMONY
A SLIP OF THE TONGUE AND THEN YOU FALL
AND FIND YOURSELF OF IN THE HALL

BY DEBORAH BENNETT