Sep 12, 2021

I love them and I reject them

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oh my,  the faces of my parents 
my father, so stern 
his face could look both angry and disappointed 
and my mother looking so sad 
so quick to use guilt and shame 
both of them in the ground now
for so very long 
and me
I love them and I reject them
here, it is morning, a new day
and wild finches are on my patio
pecking about
I choose to be happy
I choose to be present 
here 
now
-jobe

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