Upsidedown
If winds were to shift
and tornados rotate backwards,
would elements fall properly
into place?
If eggs were reversed and sucked
into the hen,
which would cross the road first?
If tears were a river to replenish
the heart,
would you still need eight glasses
a day?
If you were not you and I were not
me,
I’d still know you and love you,
my friend.
Copyright © Jill Martin | Year Posted 2006
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