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    Who am I
    Am I the one who sits and stairs out the window on a spring day
    or the one who plants the flowers and looks like she played in the dirt
    or am I the one who begins the yard work
    Am I the one who sits and stiars out the window on a summer day
    or am I the one who is up at the break of dawn to start the day
    or the one who passes up house work for BQQ and a splash in the pool
    Am I the one who sits and stiars out the window on a fall day
    or the one who runs with the wind blowing through her hair
    or am I the prepaers for winter
    Am I the one who sits and stiars out the window on a winter day
    or am I the one out playing in the snow in the middle of the night
    or the huddle and wishing to hibernate from the cold
    Am I the one who sits and wonders what to do
    or the one who takes life by the hand and runs with it
    Who am I


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    Poetry is what gets lost in translation.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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