For Poetry Month-Just Another Day

A child grows into a world that is not real

She moves and talks upon a painted stage,

Her hurts and handicaps are small

To us, but all the world to her.

Be still and see the power

Of just another day,

Each day piled one upon another

Until there are no more.

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