Monday, August 11, 2014

Poem - unavoidable blessings / are scattered throughout

you can look
and find the wrong person
over and over again
blinded by prejudice

because nobody
will change and they don't
trees won't convert
into cotton candy

or gold or that
perfect novel but humans
they don't quit looking
and choosing

unavoidable blessings
are scattered throughout
tripped over cursed
then appreciated



HB
8.11.14

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