Ayli Girard

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Little Sparrow

Little Sparrow

Sing, sing Little Sparrow! So the sun shall awake swiftly To let the water flow below Toward the young heart of many Sing, sing Little Sparrow! Draw out the freedom of your wings And your grace shall bless the meadow, Sharing the blossoming of springs. Your passion is no less than true, But sing no more Little Sparrow, As I may now sing just for you.
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Reflection

Reflection

Mirror, mirror on the wall, Who’s the fairest of them all? I hear the banging of thunder Allowing the whispers of others; And all you do is unfold Those tempted thoughts tenfold. Mirror, mirror on the wall, Is there one fairest of them all? All shall live with the same ease And all breathe this gentle breeze; Yet none of our faces are the same While our aim is just the same.
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I Love You to the Moon and Back

I Love You to the Moon and Back

Through thine eyes may there be the truest star A wonder wide awake if I may say; And Venus shall then be seen from afar Sharing the sky along with the Milky Way. Your breath then echoes onto those shadows Leaving a chilly glimmer of silver; Barely can be seen Cupid’s arrows, Brushing past myrtles, I may thus offer. Everlastingly would I wait, I admit, Since the moon is beautiful, isn’t it?
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Autumn Bliss

Autumn Bliss

The Sun wishes to set early if it may And for the graceful birds to travel South. So the Moon wakes, casting daylight away Leading daytime temperature into doubt To Mother Nature’s kisses is she bound That her cheeks reddened to the leaves’ colors, Gifting youth this colorful playground And bringing light-hearted joyful laughters. Soon the North wind blows and she whispers cold,  Her blissful hair falls into silver threads For her last breath to portray words of gold.
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Race

Race

I ran, ran, and ran, even if I felt like vomiting my supper and the sweet  dessert made from delicacy which I had eaten without any worry last evening. I kept remembering all the mornings of shivers, of sickness and of fear that regret would come back to haunt me. Eyes facing the road, wondering where the light from this tunnel would emerge, impatiently waiting. I could barely see where I was setting foot; all was cold, gloomy, uncomfortably wet, wet from the rain and wet from the sweat and tears. I kept remembering those words my father kept telling…
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Love Is a Crime

Love Is a Crime

I did not regret it; these were part of my actions.  As I was on top of him, he could not lay still. It made me feel good, to finally make some decisions by myself. So, I did not hesitate one bit. Before I had time to think, my hand was touching his belly, it felt deep, then I continued my way down. He cried; I did not stop as he laid on his back defenseless. I had done my part, satisfied, I took a deep breath, trying to catch it. My heart was beating extremely fast, everything was done,…
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