She’s an angel, says he.
Her poetry tells so.
Some banter, she scoffs.
She is decent,
Person of integrity,
She sifts her thoughts before penning,
Like her deed, says he.
Geranium hasn’t fully bloomed, she sighs.
Mother of successful children, says he.
She notes: geranium has lived as
Wholesome being.
Wishing to be beyond it is
No more than
Ornamental,
Redundancy,
Personal desire.
© Byung A. Fallgren
Byung A. Fallgren 
Such a powerful sense of redundancy
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Thank you, Derrick
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No matter who you are, no matter what you do, if you give off any light at all in this world someone will see it.
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I agree. Thank you for the comment.
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We see ourselves in the negative even if other don’t. We must change our view point to change our lives. Thank you for the piece
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Thank you.
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