Parading

Down Sally Cow Lane and Elsewhere

an absence shouts, celebrates, leaves a space.

I begin again with the smallest numbers.
I begin again with the smallest numbers.
I begin again with the smallest numbers.
Quick dance, shuffle of losses and leaves,
Quick dance, shuffle of losses and leaves,
only the things I didn't do
only the things I didn’t do
crackle after the blazing dies. —Naomi Shihab Nye
crackle after the blazing dies.
—Naomi Shihab Nye

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