Lose
She has flown away
To visit the grandchildren
They win and I lose
You can lose so much
Mobility.. confidence..
Yet gain in insight
On World News nightly
Hear about all those we lose
Each one personal
Mere
Lake marked the border
Guarding us like a mother
Merely symbolic
Childhood rice pudding
The merest hint of nutmeg
And loads of sugar
Merest breath of wind
Fleeting patterns on the mere
Merely surface deep
Native
Tropical Island
Entices to go native
She still wore her hat
Native tongue English
Includes Greek, German, Latin
Such a polyglot
Aboriginal
Two hundred native word groups
Never one nation
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