LITTLE GLORY

I am such a little man, except

I dream with the angels and saints;

With the colors of Christmas and

Springtime and Easter; and

The wisdom that the Creator paints

Upon the hearts of the poor and

The abandoned and the children

Where the secret of living

Awaits the disappearance of

The pain and the suffering and

The darkness and the glory

That Eternity celebrates.

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You should be glad

That I give you my time

As I am glad

The same to celebrate

The moment we are given and

To obfuscate the blame for

Missing the gift so wonderful and

Playing it as

Rather a game.

2014.04.21.2000

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