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You're the Poet!
Fill in the below blanks with the following words or use your own words.
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Lindsey! By L. Don Oliver
She's the beautiful ballerina, Pirouetting around the _; A crowd of one stands and cheers, Then he screams for _;
Dancing the Swan Lake, Like no other __; Performing all the movements, That a lovely ballerina ___;
Her arms fluttering gently, As she glides upon her _; Marveling at the magic, As around and around she _;
Her tiny little skirt swaying, Like a gentle morning ___; The glory of the moment, Is all she wants to __;
Excuse me for a moment, To wipe a tear from my ; Her performance was so beautiful, That it may me ;
Of course there's pride within me, Pride to always be _; This beautiful ballerina is my grand-daughter, Lindsey is seven years ;
Lindsey is now seventeen.
Wasted Chances! By L. Don Oliver
Sacrificing, of the heart, Flowered gardens, far apart; Wilting down, to vacant row, There again, to never grow; Superficial, life has been, Wasted youth, that was misspent; Fertile fields, to my dismay, Never again, to come my way; Memories, none to share, When there is, no one there;