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I must have subconsciously enjoyed the challenge of a pentina poem because I wrote one again today. This one goes out to the one, the only, Debra Ann. The one who sat patiently and bemused when I said "I don't like my mom." Insert huge pause>>> "I love her!!!" She knew what was coming, deep down, she knew.   Image credit: Oldiefan on pixabay
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AuthorCreative enthusiast, gregarious naturalist, opinionated humanist, MBA, RYT 200. Amy Kay Czechowicz completed a poetry challenge for 2018, 2020, and half of 2023 by posting an original poem daily to this blog. She teaches yin and vinyasa weekly at Green Lotus Yoga in Lakeville, Minnesota and chimes in here from time to time with musings and rhymes. 
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