Monday, August 1, 2011

I pinned your note to my wall.
Like a letter slipped in
The slats of my high school locker,
It's distant shout of affirmation.
A shooting star of a smile,
Glimmering arc of white,
There for a moment and then gone.
It may burn up in the atmosphere,
But if a small chunk of something
Survives the impact, let be kept close.
A memento of something
Extraordinary and rare.

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