Welcome to Four Lines! I have a goal I would like to write at least four lines of poetry or a haiku every day for the rest of my life. I'm excited about this challenge! Also, along with my daily poem, I will be reading at least four lines of another author's poetry. I'll try to include that here also. So I'm thinking - how difficult can it be to read and then write one poem a day? We will see! - Claudia
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Wednesday, September 4, 2019

I miss Lynnie Lynn because
I'm no longer a mashed potato
or a turkey or missie toe
and David's no longer a root beer float

I'm no longer a mashed potato
she, a rascally, ridiculous raccoon,
and David's no longer a root beer float
one of four musketeers is missing

she, a rascally, ridiculous raccoon,
who giggles and the whole room is smiling
one of four musketeers is missing
the one who helps her companions at their table

who giggles and the whole room is smiling
and she'd ask, "what are you going to do about me?"
the one who helps her companions at their table
she focuses when doing a 300 piece puzzle

and she'd ask, "what you doing to do about me?"
"We need to buy you another puzzle." I'd say
she focuses when doing a 300 piece puzzle
David and I are not blueberry muffins.

"We need to buy you another puzzle."  I'd say
I miss Lynnie Lynn because
David and I are not blueberry muffins
or turkeys or missie toes






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