DON’T FEEL SORRY FOR ME
Don’t feel sorry for me.
I just found forever underneath a stone,
and salvation in the sunshine along Spring Street.
I found something funny in something sad,
and a thought worth a dollar in the wind
in the trees. Don’t feel sorry for me.
I know the secret of starting a new life.
I hear announcements from daffodils
and songs sung by boulders in the woods.
I write with a pencil that prays as it writes,
so don’t feel sorry for me.