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I Left My Coat in a Tree

I left my coat Hanging on a tree. A few days later What do I see? A small bird nest In my small coat hood. In that nest were eggs, And I thought that was good. A few days later What do I see? Three or four hatchlings In my coat in the tree. A couple of days later A storm came along. I found my coat on the ground And the hatchlings were gone. I left my coat Hanging on a tree. I hope the chicks flew away And are happy and free.
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Searching Then Daydreaming

Searching for one’s tribe

Is not easy.

Especially if you’re faint hearted

And meeting fellow humans makes you queasy.


The motive for searching for a tribe

Is to satisfy my yearn for connection.

However, I postpone my search for company

In fear of ridicule and rejection.


What if I embarrass myself?

What if they don't care

About my attempts to connect?

Do I even dare?


And then there’s the matter

Of social awkwardness.

What should I say? What should I do?

My, my, I feel like a mess!


Exhausted by these worries, 

I give in to my reclusive side

And focus on more important tasks

Like daydreaming about mermaids dancing at high tide.

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