164: Every Time
Every time I see the moon I will point it out
because it will never stop being beautiful.
And every time you sneeze I will bless you
because what a lovely thing to wish on another.
And every time the bread comes out right
I will think of my mother, who fed me with love.
And every time I clean the house I will
play joyful music to make light of a chore.
And every time I write what hurts I will
move a little closer to the center of me.
And every time an ambulance goes by I will
say a prayer for the person inside.
And every time you smile at me
I will know I am home.
Every time.
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