Let the Small Words Come to Me

Let the small words come to me
Don't let the demanding ones stop them
If I get everything I have a right to, but not love,
then I get too little
Praised be the children I will never have enough of
Praised be the children I will never have
Praised be life that I cannot invent
Praised be poems that I cannot write
Let the small words come to me


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