Edna T. Helberg Poems

Once a day and sometimes more
I look out my day dream door
To see if spring is out there yet
I'm really anxious, but mustn't fret.
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It's the end of the year, after all the fun,
I realize now, there's much to be done.
My income tax, dreaded job of the year,
Enough money to meet it is all that I fear.
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I've been to the depths of despair,
Reaching for a loved one and no one there.
I've been through loneliness and all the strife,
Now I'm forging on to make a new life.
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