I will sleep through a third of my life,
Spend a third between love and strife.
With a taste for ambition,
I'll bake in my mission,
To slice profit's pie with my knife.
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Wendy Musk
Creative curriculum designer/ Director, Shakespeare Repertory/ Author:"Writing By Heart"; "Word Market"; "Global Game". Flutist/ recording artist. Forever student, word lover.
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The Sky as Witness
The sky has always been there, long before you learned to rise, long before you understood the difference between endurance and existence. It watched you without interruption, without judgment, without asking you to be smaller or softer or easier to hold. It witnessed every version of you—every collapse, every recalibration, every quiet act of survival you performed when no one else was looking. The sky is the only witness that never demanded a performance.
By Elisa Wontorcik7 days ago in Poets
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Thank you, Sonia! So sweet of you!
With this ambitious limerick, you might just end up slicing into that profit! Great work.