Looking out my bedroom window I marvel at the beauty
The moon shining, smiling kindly
The night clear; silence everywhere
a fresh breeze appear
The scent is of a spring flower
A cascade of moonlight, silvery shower
through my window .. into my heart
caressing my body, caressing my soul
What a beauty! I ponder
My Taxing Muse (Limerick)
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I should write, but I’ve nothing to say;Inspiration is waning today.My damn
muse is a pill!She won’t help me untilI’m done filing my taxes. Oy Vey!
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