Blossom
simmer down, sweat not
sally on
let your bud, blossom,
open like arms
to the world
to the world
to the world
one smile
at a time, timed
to meet each soul
to greet the sun
and moon, not
with chagrin
but with mercy and grace
making friends
a garden of Eden
no trace
of evil speak
awake
to a bouquet
of possibilities
when hate
when hate
when hate
abates
Copyright © Kim Rodrigues | Year Posted 2022
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