Poem: Small World
Now and then a stranger or event
rings a familiar bell
and I’m caught wondering
how it’s a small world really.
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Poem: Love Mine
Food for the body or the body for food?
Love is the soul’s good
And joy is in its fill.
One blessed with love knows best the thrill
Of loving others: helping them to feel.
Love a man and you would help him love another
This is love’s geometric magic – love’s thrill