February 18, 2011
Those tiny things
It’s nice to be appreciated
for hard work and
our best qualities
like grace
competence
boldness.
But those are only
the bullet points
of my being.
What makes me crumble
with love
is when you adore
the poetry
that is smudged around
the edges of me:
those tiny things
about me
that I didn’t know
existed.
Next Poem — Lunch date
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Like snowflakes, amongst billions of people who inhabit this earth, no two are alike. How there can be so much essence floating around stymies me. This is lovely.
ReplyDeanna
Feb 22, 2011
Speaking of, I wrote a little poem about all those things about you today… http://aftertheartistsway.blogspot.com/2011/02/yours-is-quiet-strength.html
ReplyJanice MacLeod
Feb 19, 2011