here’s to your 

and the way it stops
and starts for a star
-stung sky or a swollen 

here’s to your palms 
and their outstretched 
calm as they accept 
sun and rain as 

here’s to your face 
as it warms to sky 
as it traces cloud 
stories wandering 

here’s to your toes 
in the muddy throes 
of delicious squish 
and puddled 

here’s to the way 
your soul greets the day 
with ears to listen,
eyes to 


In November we poem.

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1 Response to here’s to your 

  1. Ron Rowland says:

    I like everything about this.

Use your words.

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