April Showers
feel no different than March they just feel tardy, more foolish They hit you hard until you fall down water rising It’s now an April bath No rubber ducks to float by toes one wonders how to float alone listen to the toes hear what they say now, we’re not alone My toes and I see different worlds Toe is friends with ants, I am friends with Todd Toe embraces being plunged under water I, my friend, do not Toe is free, open to explore under its nail is a soft soul I am closed, scared to see what the world is like below Toe can break and be repaired back to exploring once again I can break frozen in bed fearing my repair too scared to move the stillness aches I’ll never search my world again April showers let me see how brave the toe can be And once May comes I can only hope that like the toe I’m free
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baby legs
4/21/2020 05:31:19 pm
toe's plight specifically resonates with me
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