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Looking In

on the outside looking in

let love grow

if i could be a bridge at dusk,
i’d carry you gently into the night

a frigid winter afternoon with sunny rays bouncing from glass buildings and the sounds of kids skating and of laughter

a dark morning at 5:00 am when the blankets are warm and the snow swirls outside and there is still time to cling to a tiny sliver of sleep

returning home from hours away, being greeted by a jumping and licking pup who looks alternately like a little lamb or a tiny baby bear cub

a warm hug and genuine love from the little boy turned young man i will set free to be grown and be good and be kind in this vast and wonderful world

the glow and the gleam
and the tiny spirit sparks distilled,
separated,
independent from the whole
and yet integral to the complete picture

City buildings, I take a cue from you and stand tall.

Recently, I was asked , “What makes you special?”
My first peaceful thought was simply, “nothing”.
And my second, “Does that make me special?”