with our own play

in one of your pictures
you balance something
on your head
with a kind
of humor and grace
that says pages and pages
of who you are
and how you feel
that this poem
will never reach
but the poet can say
when we are happy
and have such fun
other souls
people closed off
can open up
laugh and breath
as if we had saved
their very lives
with our own play


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