Keeping it all together
She dreams peace and survival,
Sheltered there by dappled second story leaves.
She sings hope and hears the stories in every key.
And through all the pictures and the music live
The trees and dogs and cats and all the lost souls
Who aren’t sure if they can make it without her.
She reaches for them all as if from her
Fingers she can spin safety nets.
Some believe and find soft landings there.
Doubters, more dense, fall …
They break her a little every time
Yet she knows there’s glue in the music
and she keeps it handy.
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