Often there is a day or two in April where I write a poem but don’t share it. Hasn’t happened yet but this was close.
i will make a place
in my heart, a quiet place
where we both may restdisregard my fear
speaking in such angry tones
let me set it downwhere shall we be when
we have released everything
and we sit with fearlet me live this day
without knowing how it ends
i will take your hand.
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