day 3 of national poetry month + day (?) of quarantine
life is so soft.
it's hard to say we're together,
when we experience everything
so different
your family, your circumstances, your thoughts.
but what good
does frowning do?
perceive better,
you are your thoughts.
smiling is love, and love
is glue
glue that can patch the worst,
even when you don't want to.
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