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I feel a wave of joy

thrilling peace in my chest

when I call my sons attention

to the chirp of finches outside.

Oh, to hear birdsong for the first time

through his ears.

My son



Monsoons of joy

a tidal of sunshine–




Intruding brightness

Reviving warmth

Uncouth, ill-mannered—

Midday starlight loudly whispering hope.

Can you feel that?

The possibility


rising beyond control

as true as your circumstances—

true as your being

true as your breath

that pushes through

Despite our best efforts

Despite the ache

Springtime forces its way

Clouds scatter

cerulean returns.

Though ice entombs the ground

I can hear April’s mounting laughter in the distance.

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