Tuesday, July 26, 2016

Tuesday Poem: "The Gift (for Thomas and Ryan)" by Andrew M. Bell

When we are cosmic dust
blowing through the universe
and memories of us fade
like colours in a Polaroid
you can pick up your guitar and know
your parents gave you a gift
no one could take away

NOTE: The poet would like to acknowledge The Press in whose pages this poem first appeared.

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