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A Poem

Since it is National Poetry Month and  all, I thought I’d share one of my poems!

The beauty around us
is in the things that remain
that wait to be picked up,
swept away,
into the neat corners
of our hospital bed world.
It is in the blue painted shards
of broken glass,
the yellowed, discarded condoms,
the brown, crusty leaves that pile up.

It is in the spilled blood,
the gray and white strewn feathers,
the measures of a life spent in flight.

For what is more beautiful
than things about to be taken away,
but always linger on the edges,
these steadfast reminders
that life will go on?

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