Open Mic User Submitted Poetry

on the anniversary of my son's brain injury
by
curtis goodnight

There couldnât possibly be this bright sun
In this January sunset
When it froze yet again last night
So that I woke and read so much poetry scattered across the
Internet
And thought of you and all the yous still in there and trying to find
All the right words and allâ¦
â¦I know
We will inevitably
Put our respective shoulders to ourÂ own
Given wheels.
Its become our habit-
To Love like thisâ¦.

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--Submitted by macknacat on 2015-01-02.