Her Sun

Her Sun

A Poem by Paniel LeReux
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Words for the mama.

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Nookes and crannies. The fine line between lines and blanks. In the empty spaces we can place what we think. Thanks. I pay homage to those that have a voice of less. They say "Good better best never let it rest, until your good is better, and your better is best." So I smile at the weee hours in the morning knowing those that walk with me are my best. And my best will never rest until this world is saved from the times it was left. Not forgotten just neglected awhile. But I'll clean her up nice restore her beauty for I am her smile.

© 2022 Paniel LeReux


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A "voice of less," and the least, the "wee ours in the morning" that is where it is at. Perhaps it is a whisper and ears are tucked away for the night -but the best it is and the best it shall ever be. That is indeed a smile. Thanks for sharing! :-)


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Paniel LeReux
Paniel LeReux

Cronin, London, United Kingdom



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Paniel Le'Reux known by most as a Gypsy Knowmad from the Valleys of Alaska. He's been misunderstood majority of his life due to his eccentric lifestyle and thirst to reveal the beauty of the universe .. more..

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