Sweetness
Often a sweetness comes
as if on loan, stays just long enough
to make sense of what it means to be alive,
then returns to its dark
source. As for me, I don't care
where it's been, or what bitter road
it's traveled
to come so far, to taste so good.
Stephen Dunn
Labels: other people's words, The Boy
1 Comments:
Bee-YUU-tee-ful boy!
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