Daily Archives: May 1, 2018

Certain Things

Because I will always
love certain things,
even as the child
loves the site of
rain building puddles
in the streets
and cannot see,
how a word was ever
devised to describe
the dismal in this life,
where all such puddles
hold but wonderous
glee will always be
to me; how love
will always call to us,
to run and jump,
to splash into the deep. 

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