Let me learn

how to love


fall consumed

by shine

on a leaf


hear the snap crackle pop

in your voice

even as I savour

my oatmeal


be licked

by stray dogs,

bring them home

without leashes


a pied piper

with a crippled heart

and dancing refugees


honouring sweet goodness

in all its forms.

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