Pondering Broken

She is still holding together
the jagged edges of her own
breath, salvaging pieces
of her song.

But this morning the sky
was just a little fuller,
and the strawberries she sliced
into her Cheerios
tickled her tongue.

Prompted by Poetic Asides.

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2 Responses to Pondering Broken

  1. I love the second stanza. 🙂

  2. It is usually those small things that keep us going. Truly.

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