Dust on light


Yes,
we are dusty paint chipped windows 
which may streak 
with tears 
when it rains 
and we may quiver
when sunshine 
tickles our peelings
but on our very best days
light shines through our glasses
so much 
that even 
the flowers in a vase
on the 
kitchen tablecloth
feel 
loved

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