It wants to become respect
For all things
In the aftermath of the rain
The sun absolved kindness
Of all blame
In one of the stories we’re admonished
Not to come to the wedding
In shabby clothes
It started out with the stray cat
Eating my cat’s leftovers
Now it’s the other way around
When the sun broke out in the rain
It was like the shout
Of a great heart
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