Monita Soni Poems

Do tell me
My friend

What is it you hide
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She suddenly stood up
In the middle of the workshop
Her stuttering tongue
Clickety clack in her head
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A sudden burst of energy
A galley of girls
In cute skirts
Short shorts
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She bathes at daybreak
Dons cheery floral prints
Face aglow
With a dab of Vanilla lace
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On my daughter's twenty second birthday
I woke up rested
My aching muscles needing
the sleep
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There is always a balance in her bouquet
She is Mrs. Perfect
Well turned out and decollette
Her outfits are crease-free
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Let’s cut the cake
Let’s cut the cake

We will
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Debbie D

Very pretty
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The sweet sound of you laughing
Is like a cup of mocha with a double shot of happy......
Warmth lingering in my throat.....my heart....my being
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When I look back
With a wry smile on those days
In grade school, when the teacher
Would pull me back into the room
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