Unstartled
poem by e.e.cane
Jan. 9, 2021
I shall live unstartled
because life had pass'd
between the tears falling
There never lived
smiles between farewells,
and handfuls of
time is hair through fingers
—what’s startling about that?
The butterfies are gone and
drying tears bedew only memory
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