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Gifts Unearned
Michael Kroth • Oct 19, 2018
An Unexpected Poem On A Friday Morning
Gifts Unearned
Breath
And death
The ones
You left
A crush
A touch
A face
A flush
Birds
And words
Sounds
You heard
Apples
Chapels
Time to
Dabble
Smiles
Leaves piled
The emerald
Isle
Grace
And space
And holy
Place
Love
Sort of….
Well, yes
Of course of.
Your heart
That starts
What art
Imparts
Gifts unearned
For all concerned
O’erlooked too often
But rarely spurned.
~Michael Kroth
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