5 january 2012
My Name
My name is the roses to my basket,
the white, puffy clouds to my sky.
It is the firm oak standing,
and the peaceful waves rolling by.
It is the key to a hidden lock,
a nest for my bird.
My name fits me like a glove,
and whispers the words unheard.
My name completes me.
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