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National Peanut Butter Lovers' Day Peanut butter sandwich With grape jelly makes a good lunch. Happy Nation Peanut Butter Lovers Day, Celebrate by having A peanut butter and jelly sandwich. I prefer grape jelly, But my mother liked strawberry jelly, Either one is good On a peanut butter sandwich. Prayer and Meditation: A Free Verse Poem I prayer My words and thought Ascend to the throne of the Almighty. I meditate I communicate With my immortal soul. Thoughts on Women's History Month Without women, the female of the human species, there would be no history. We are the mothers of the heroes and villains who created the history of humanity. We are not given the respect we are due. Without us, the human race would have died out long ago. Women Mothers of the species, One of the wings of civilization And humanity. Girls become women, Girls need an education So that they can raise Strong sons and daughters To carry on the species. March Morning in Las Vegas Sun shining through clouds In anticipation of spring Neighborhood is silent All the children in school All the parents at work Or sleeping in Writing Mystic Poems: A Pi Poem Writing mystic poems Is Not always difficult, if You Focus on both the form And the theme. Chose a virtue for the subject. Form: The Pi Poetry form is a six line with a word count of 3-1-4-1-5-9 to match the first six digits of Pi. Ides of March: A Poem Welcome to the Ides of March, Which is also Dumbstruck Day And Everything You Think is Wrong Day. In Las Vegas The weather is cloudy And it looks like rainy day. Beware the Ides of March Because of the rain And anything else that Depression tells you to worry about. Now that I've prayed And begun to write I'm feeling less depressed And in a good mood. Form: Freestyle with some rhyme. World Poetry Day The splendor of the season Radiates across the Earth, Spring in the Northern Hemisphere, Autumn in the Southern Hemisphere, Encouraging new poems About the glory of the seasons. F ive Days Left in March There are five days left in March, Five days of weird March weather, Five days until Poetry Writing Month And unknown April weather. I haven't checked the weather for April, Because its either going to be hot or cold, I like surprises, So it doesn't matter to me what the weather Forecast indicates. I'm going to close now, And check the heat Because it is cold In this apartment today. |