Sign

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Sign the moment quietly,
pull the tassel loud,
line the speakers solemnly;
tug on love’s pure shroud.

Tap the board of honesty,
drum the song of hope,
work to build the bouquet;
hum with every stroke.

Drape the orange blanket,
fold the yellow cloth,
pleat the fading curtains;
interpret nature’s wrath.

Tease beliefs enticingly,
poke at all you know,
stir the pot of questioning;
humbly shall you grow.

https://sundaywhirl.wordpress.com/2017/05/13/wordle-299/

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About rosross

Editor, writer, poet.
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