The right number
On the door
In the body

Mind knows better
Dishes get washed
Freezing on the trees

No fountain today
Fond memories intrude
Smiling at the dogs

Already fully realized
Neck stretched out
Everything is a sword

How special/ How unique
Finding this day
Through many lifetimes

Categories Poems

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