That one day we shall get it.
Life, light, garden and the humming bird.
Oh many of us have
And many inspire our opening
Many give their voice to my fragile mind
As I wake to a new day
Many take care of my teeth
My bones and my eyes
Some have pointed out my errors
That I may get over bad habits
For that is the breadth and depth
Of my shattered, bruised heart.
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