By Giggles Anderson
Stay with me
even when it hurts to see yourself
smothered
like Sunday’s pork chops
and cutting up old pics.
Like a lawnmower
over tall, proud grass.
Stay here with me
and laugh about
what-nots and prayer-gots.
Feel the sunshine in your veins
and know
you are well.
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