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This poem has 24 hours
to prove herself, remove
herself from the naughty list.
She’s just in time for a seize
-the-rhyme (Carpe De-um)
sort of day (oh. You say day
you say day you say day?
Oh.) Give her this day her
daily bed
of roses. Her supposes and
her what ifs and her posse
-bilities. For
-give her for her lack
of rhyme, of time, of
diamond in the rough stuff.
Then smile, and let
her know she’s just
enough.
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Poetic Asides November Chapbook Challenge, day 22.
She’s so much more than enough…
I like the last line. That is my answer nowadays when someone asks how I am. I respond…good enough.