poetry by j matthew waters

perennial favorites

how many have you killed
through no fault of your own
or brought back to life
with your own hands

each & every one adorable
in their own peculiar way
like a rescue dog
or adopted child
blindly trusting
in your god-like eyes

no thanks to you
they grow stronger year
after year
especially once
seeing them through
the worst of times

december two thousand twenty
copyright j matthew waters
all rights reserved

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