Four weeks

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I swear to you,
I watched four weeks quietly sneak by.
Tiptoeing across the days,
at a fast pace,
wearing a disguise;
Smuggling,
in a Duffle bag, Time.
Looked me straight in the eyes,
…But I couldn’t stop it.
-Andrea L’Artiste copyright 2017

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Perennial

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Even when you think I have died, I am just hibernating.
After each sleep,
I will resurface, undoubtedly.
Once the seed has been planted, it is for life.
I cannot be destroyed.
Love, Perennial.
-Andrea L’Artiste copyright 2017