Yesterday’s poem of the morning (mine).

 

I’m wearing all my rings this morning

Norah Jones is singing about flowers growing

 

in the frozen snow, how it’s all a show

She’s saying everything she wants to in a song

 

It will take me my life to say everything I want to

especially on the topic of hands and feet and happy

 

I shined up all my rings this morning

The broken turquoise one, the thin swoop of gold

 

from Sam that I wore for weeks after her surgery

I shined my only sapphire and my TAYLOR ring

 

given to me by whom I can’t remember

What’s the point if I can’t remember who gave it to me there still

 

must be a point

I have fat thumbs and new sandals

 

from Moya who said, Oh just take them

they’re your going away present you’re going

 

away now you’ll remember me

 

 

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