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Awakening
To ...
Oscar had dropped off
The Book Of Awakening
Some time ago,
As I looked at the opening
Lotus on the cover I
Realized it was the first
Day of spring,
The season of awakening
That keeps coming
Time after time after time,
And I wondered,
How many times I had been
Awakened,
God I couldn’t remember let
Alone count them all,
How is it that I would
Get to meet Oscar from
Honduras,
Billions of people on the planet
And I meet him,
Like my friend in New York,
Little does she know
How many times she has
Awakened me,
If I told her she would
Think it just a line
From an old poet trying
To get a peek in her pants,
Looking for the inspiration
Like the awakening of spring
That keeps coming
Time after time after time.
Stephen Nesbitt ©
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