once again I rally them
my shining ones, my friends
she tells me that in twenty years
we’ll still be laughing til there’s tears
and magicking the world aright
like we did those moonlit nights
she says that I can let it go
permission to go slow
something I can’t grant for me
but when she speaks, I obey
she sometimes tells me I’m still Jerry
always missed, do not worry
invoke me with my name
on lips, in heart, the page…
and so we go around, around
casting spells and hauling found
fortunes, jokes and sparkling things
while endlessly the earth does spin
Today’s prompt was to write a poem about something that happens again and again (kind of like NaPoWriMo/GloPoWriMo). When I get down, my wonderful friends pull me up again tirelessly.
This is the last day of April and the final day of GloPoWriMo. I made it! I’m going to take a short break and get back to you shortly with a poetry-month wrap-up! 🙂
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