Dealing Poem by Carolyn Brunelle

Dealing



You are in and out
Insanely busy
With projects
Loading up the car
For even more
Destinations.

I busy my mind
And write.
Poems free my mind,
My soul.
It works;
Feeling no pain.

What’s to gain
Is the break,
The space
We both need
From the issue,
From life
And...
From one another.

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