Look into my eyes
holding nothing back
what do you see
but look closely
we’re orphans in this world
and no child should be alone
this warring life
of disparate beliefs
comes with the hardship
of hurtful words
cruelly bequeathed
there’s heartbreaking loss
when someone is
in a split second
gone
and nothing can be done
to bring them back
so with no capture of myself
to fan the fiery wick
I’m happy
with you
and everywhere else
we’re snowflakes
from pure Crystalline water
pulled together
in the drifting dance
and would that I not besmirch
the Greater stroke
where the winter of me
melts only in the warmth of you
A poem by Greg Nelson
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