On Day 2 of poetry month, we get a two-fer…write a happy poem or a sad one, or for the adventurous, write one which reflects both emotions. My effort…
Everyday Living
When you see me cry,
it does not necessarily mean
I need help.
Sometimes, pure beauty
has that result in me,
like the glory of the young
who do not think
they should stop trying
to improve the world.
For me, nearing another decade,
whatever future
I am trying to shape
shapes me in return,
sometimes tearfully.
I will continue to seek magic,
look for legerdemain,
change what saddens me
by changing my mind,
believing the solutions we need
lie only in those realms.
But I will look also
to my heart,
posit my soul’s purpose,
light another candle,
pen just one more plea.
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