Another Chance Poem by shimon weinroth
Another Chance
a round green table between us,
is seems easier to slide around
without negotiating corners
still we are divided by space
and blocked by matters
reaching across looks easy
raising a hand to brush away
a mosquito, retracting a hand
from a burning flame,
were learned by biting experience
reapproachment is rekindled
when angered feelings
surrender, to new hopes
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