[Norma photo]
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Friendly under rains,
Wet garden won't
Get on you like a
Wet dog will
But it wants
To, and what
It wants to do obtains.
Norma garden photo]
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In noise, eternity
Unnoticed slips into
Harmony, friendship,
You --you know that.
We get through, begin
Over and over
Again, survive,
Discover, thrive.
I know that.
We're alive, just
That, not saints.
One of us needs paint.