There are still beautiful things
Like babies on the way Birthday candles being lit And lovers finding each other's hands under covers There are still beautiful things Like the $5 bills 'accidentally' dropped on the metro floor And the laughter shared with that stranger on the corner There are still beautiful things Like love letters And lunch with mom Nieces first job And backyard bbqs with cousins There are still beautiful things I woke up by myself But not alone I said I love you And thanked this breathing for yet another day It wasn't what I thought it would be It's better than I could have imagined And scarier than I want to admit But there are still beautiful things Like waterfalls And honesty Like plane rows to myself And sisters being set free Like babysitting Carter on Thursdays And papusas down the block There are still beautiful things Don't let this world fool you Mother loves you dearly Amidst the strife The trials and tribulations The violence and indignation Remember little boys With flowers in their hair And sunshine against your face Remember There are still beautiful things
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AuthorI am a poet, for better or for worse. It is a way in my being that, ironically has no words. It is a way in my being that finds me when I, and helps me to, forget. I am a poet, for better or for worse. Archives
November 2021
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