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"She" (by Joe DiMino)

She was like wind
Sweeping air,
Brooming nature
Without a care;
Swift and surely
Brushing aside
All who feared
Air to ride;
She was like sun
Not at all
Shy of beaming,
Taking to evenings
All of her gleaming,
Dancing pirouettes of light
While not a rhythm
Could hold her
To day or night—

She was a queen
No weak king
Would ever dare to dream—
No other Feminine-monarch
Would try to seem—

And when Heaven reclaimed her

Her form stilly lain—

The rest of his life
Only refrain…


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