we hear your pain

but

who would not notice you?

can I walk through you?

don’t I bump on your body

sense the warmth of your soul?

why do you ask?

you laid a path of words

to the hardcourt of meaning

under my feet

just speak out loud and ye will be heard

write an ye will be read

the meaning of life

is living with might and main

Friend of life and beauty and foe of spoilers of life and beauty. Golden marriage. Grandfather. Pianist and micro poet. Dutch, European.

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