If you really take a look
At current events or history books
It could be said that maritime life
Is quite sad.
But to me it seemed funny
Because she was smiling so sunny
With her husband dead
Along with my dad.
"They say it all comes in threes
And first to go was sweet Larry,
Then it was your pa then my
Dear old man."
She asks, "are you afraid or are you smart?"
And like sugar we exchanged our hearts
Because in the maritimes you live
As you can.
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Kiki Le Tigre
Kiki Le Tigre is a part-time poet, part-time human, committed to honest self expression. This expression is made public in hopes of inspiring others, or creating a connection point for those who may feel lost. Email: [email protected]
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Awesome performance and inspirational poem!!! Loved it!!!💕♥️♥️
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