I was an experienced family therapist, helping families maintain functionality,
As wandering, starlit seasons maintain all nature, being rooted in practicality.
I loved preserving healthy relationships, that foundation of healthy societies;
And kept up a fruitful dialogue between the families, which relieved anxieties.
I, myself, had come from a happy home, never causing huge worries or fears,
For dear ones that I loved, never seemed to be leaving, as silvery cloud tears.
Friends dropped by like colorful fall, never failing to fetch the fondest smiles,
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It was a late springtime day, and the bluebirds all were singing,
Outside the classroom window, while the bells all were ringing.
I had a lucky window seat, which afforded quite amazing views,
Of lovely natural colorings, the greens pinks oranges and blues.
I had a curious eager mind, and an endless thirst for knowledge,
Like the sudden thirst for moonlight, when the skies turn orange!
Yet when the professor began to talk, my attention it wandered,
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I was a knowledgeable color expert, with a degree in enthralling color theory,
And was proficient with color related software, like evening sun grown weary.
With cognizance of color psychology, and emotional effects of different hues,
I created and adapted various color palettes, like jade grasses' floral tattoos.
I worked on many interesting projects, for I'd ever been charmed by colors,
Like discovering between striped rainbow hues, that there are untold others!
Friends followed a path of famous flowers, the fast aging, fragrant beauties;
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I was in my backyard sunning, while lost in warm daydreams,
Enjoying red raspberries, while listening to the birds sing.
Lying on afternoon chaise, in the golden midst of hot July,
As I watched mauve butterflies, and lazy dragonflies go by.
Charmed by the bluest of skies, and the fragranced fresh air,
I felt that surely, there was not a better place anywhere!
The flowers were so lovely, and the grass was so deep green,
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I was an active and happy person, whose sole hobby was collecting treasures,
As night collects vast amounts of silver, with its precious moonlight measures.
I loved to amass unusual items, like first edition books or movie memorabilia,
Vintage records, ticket stubs and posters, riveting as the scent of a gardenia.
My collection grew large over the years, like fancy blooms that follow the sun,
Strewing mixed colors over mountains and valleys, creating charming visions!
I kept this collection in the detached garage, of my house way up Sunset Hill,
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I was an experienced family therapist, helping families maintain functionality,
As wandering, starlit seasons maintain all nature, being rooted in practicality.
I loved preserving healthy relationships, that foundation of healthy societies;
And kept up a fruitful dialogue between the families, which relieved anxieties.
I, myself, had come from a happy home, never causing huge worries or fears,
For dear ones that I loved, never seemed to be leaving, as silvery cloud tears.
Friends dropped by like colorful fall, never failing to fetch the fondest smiles,
......
I lay in my bed with my eyes closed tight
wondering if you will visit tonight
as I entered that world of fantasy
that secret place of love and ecstasy.
Then you came to me as I hoped you would
and in glowing beauty before me stood.
The most attractive sight my eyes have seen
such dreams as this are few and far between.
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I was a knowledgeable color expert, with a degree in enthralling color theory,
And was proficient with color related software, like evening sun grown weary.
With cognizance of color psychology, and emotional effects of different hues,
I created and adapted various color palettes, like jade grasses' floral tattoos.
I worked on many interesting projects, for I'd ever been charmed by colors,
Like discovering between striped rainbow hues, that there are untold others!
Friends followed a path of famous flowers, the fast aging, fragrant beauties;
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I was a productive, proficient painter, long captivated by the manifold colors,
An infinite parade of hues and intensities, like tales of a thousand summers.
I worked daily at this irresistible passion, which made long, golden hours fly,
As sun stains skies in its final burst of passion, prior to a pretty day going by.
My creative work was quite rewarding, granting such joys of self expression,
Like rare pearl thrills often derived, from fragrant, dusky moonlight sessions.
Faithful spring faded, with fond memories of buds, when friends came to call,
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I was a successful, fashionable florist, in mild green days of elegant gardens,
When an orange sun beamed its pleasure, like locales where lavender begins.
I formed arrangements for many occasions, drawing beauty lovers from afar,
As pretty planets arrange for a meeting, after wild rumors of the newest star.
And crowded hours were filled with summer, like pearly dews crowd morning,
Until ruby butterflies are playing tag, and gemmed damselflies are swarming.
Friends felt I might always be found, in some area of flush bloom fragrancies,
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