APRIL 4, 2025 POETRY The Beautiful One DONNA MCGAUGHY Groundcover vendor No. 310 You are my beautiful one, and you’ll always be my special love. You have blessed me from the very start, and I love you with all of my heart. Most of all your life people picked on you, but you always managed to survive through it. You’re a sweet, harmless, kind person, that’s why you always manage to get your blessings. Somehow God sends a blessing to me, and that lets me know that He loves me. When the times seem that things ain't gonna never work out, I know in my heart to just have faith, Keep my head up high, because my Lord in the sky has never let me say goodbye! So with that my beautiful one, you’ll always be my one and only one! I love you, my beautiful one! GROUNDCOVER NEWS 13 Mister PAOLO GABRIEL POQUIZ U-M student contributor Mister, muppet, loaf, Lying belly up and arms twitching, snoring softly as you soak dwindling rays of sun Mister, guardian, oaf, Sitting proud upon my stomach, watchful eyes attuned to the kitchen’s piercing shouts Mister, my good friend, Remember when we drove miles through the hills to get you, When we sheared the knots in your hide, and Washed the tobacco stench clinging to your fur? Mister, gentleman, joy, Eager to play, or fight, with the neighbors' twin Dobermans, or your reflection in the window Mister, troublemaker, cowboy, Digging through the cabinet to find somewhere warm, safe from the lonely air Mister, my first brother, I remember Pa threw you across the bathroom, and Ma kept you in that kennel for years, till they let you on their bed All while I couldn’t find the strength to leave my room. Mister, rat, old man, Soldiering under the bed on late nights, squirming through shoeboxes and lost baseball gear Mister, buddy, biggest fan, Let out, lost by Them on rainy nights–I look for hours just to see you stand gleeful on the porch Mister, my heart and my warmth, Why do you patiently press your head firm Against the broken door in this blackened house, Till you return to my side, and let the light back in? I wish I was a song by you DIANA FEAD Groundcover contributor I wish I was a song by you Your lips would sing me all day through My words would capture your feelings in rhyme A melody lilting forever in time. I wish I was your fleeting dream Dancing across your mind’s sunny stream I’d paint your colors and shine your smile On clouds lifting us higher mile by mile. I wish I was your beating heart Our love ever flowing, never apart, In concert reminding us all our lives Our promise to keep our love always alive. PUZZLE SOLUTIONS
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