poetry by j matthew waters

repeating history

I’m beginning to understand
I am my own perennial garden
coming back to life every spring

complications seldom interfere
in the grand scheme of things
trivial matters taking a back seat
to the weather or other worldly affairs

the kindness of strangers shall be
found in the strangest of places
in the recording of your history

december two thousand twenty-one
copyright j matthew waters
all rights reserved

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