Tuesday, March 13, 2018

Tuesday Poem: "The Gift" by Andrew M. Bell

for Thomas and Ryan

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

by Andrew M. Bell

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POET'S NOTE: The poet would like to acknowledge The Press, Christchurch, in whose pages this poem first appeared.

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