Extraordinary are we Not?

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Extraordinary are we Not?

Poem by: Jarlaxe

Genre: Poetry

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Poem by: Jarlaxe

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Genre: Poetry

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How extraordinary the world is...

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How extraordinary the world is...

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Submitted: January 13, 2007

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Submitted: January 13, 2007

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As a child I stared in wonder

at a giant redwood.

Majestic, kingly in its right.

And I asked,

“How did it grow that big father?”

 

“The wish his father gave, for him to be extraordinary.”

 

“And will I be extraordinary father?”

 

“Yes son, as long as you do your best.”

 

I watched the king for a long time and,

Remembered promising, that

One day I would be a king too.

 

When I park my car today,

In front of a building,

Taller than any redwood

I will do my best,

To see that my cubicle functions

Extraordinarily.

 

Because long ago, days after

My father died

I took that drive to, that

King of kings, majestic ruler

of things great and small

 

finding an extraordinary

parking lot, full of people

rushing towards a building

full of extraordinary things.


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