Week of Jul 20, 2015

Convert the Pain

to fuel

the fallen blossoms
recycle

what was into
what can be

if only.

Nothing is
certain and

anything is
possible.

You thought it was
a child’s fable

but it’s true
as true as anything.

Margaret Dubay Mikus
© 2010

From Thrown Again into the Frazzle Machine

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