Monday, December 19, 2016

Distant Valentine

I know the leaves from this tree each
Year fill three large plastic bags
I know the raspberries I grew in 1981
Will never be rivalled in taste and size
I know why the fear of damnation
Does not deter some people
Doesn’t even phase them
I know knowledge alone
Will never get us there
I know the distance from
Doing right to doing good
Is like seven continents away
I know we must lose the directions
To find out where we’ve been

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