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Recorded Reading: (0:55): https://www.dropbox.com/s/c06q7cib5bz8q2v/Too%20Beautiful%20to%20be%20Described%20in%20Words.mp3?dl=0

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Too Beautiful to be Described in Words

My child it seems impossible, I know
Our planet could have been as I have said
Night after night, as you snuggle down low
Between the blankets on your little bed

One hundred years ago when I was young —
The image be fantastical to you —
The sky grayly today above us hung
Was of a shade called cerulean blue

And clouds of creatures flew about that sky
Too beautiful to be described in words
Which not some part their wonder of deny:
Swift turning all together — singing birds

Each morning with fresh air our lungs were full
Indeed, indeed, this world was beautiful

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This poet is physically disabled. Public housing being insufficient to her medical and creative needs, she is presently living, in order to continue working, in her minivan, publishing all of her works using one thumb on the touch screen of her smartphone, surviving at an income of a fraction of her nation’s poverty level. She would treasure any donation you might care to offer ~ http://www.UgiftABLE.com ● #72D-31S.

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