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A Poem by MCS
Our time on earth is a school.
Grief is the toughest class we have to take.
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A Poem by MCS
Icy cold April morning
sun holding no
warmth
exhaling white mist
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A Poem by MCS
Some say "when it snows, you have two choices, shovel or make snow angels." Well I've had enough of both; now I'm just bored and ready for sand castl..
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A Poem by MCS
Rain, rain, go way!
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A Poem by MCS
March, when days are getting long,
let thy growing hours be strong
to set right some wintry wrong.
~Caroline May, 1887
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A Poem by MCS
Here’s to strong women. May we know them. May we be them. May we raise them.
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A Poem by MCS
Another sunrise, another new beginning.
~ Jonathan Lockwood Huie
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A Poem by MCS
Kindness is like snow, it beautifies everything it covers.
~ Kahlil Gibran
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A Poem by MCS
The quieter you become, the more you are able to hear.
~ Rumi
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A Poem by MCS
Winter has come
to stay
chaotic storms
hidden from the
sun
Long hiatus
morning or night
light is the same
Colours a..
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