by Starri Knight

Created on: July 09, 2008

forgiveness for my many faults

jokes erupt in laughter and
make me forget the tears
to distract me from some crisis
I saw brewing but was nothing more
than chaos strumming for attention
in a world anxious for peace
and a quiet collective mind

blind to my scars
accepting of the things I will never be

some special recipe is rising like a symphony
planned for when I arrived home tired
and empty
you picked up all the ingredients and
found the placemats at the back of the pantry

and you won't be upset if I drink an extra glass of chard
you understand it was a long day and

smoothing my hair and kissing my headache
wishing you could take away the pain

you love me

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