Hellos are for morning
While the angels are rejoicing,
And the Earth is saturated dark to light.
Goodbyes are for evening
Just as you’re leaving,
And blindness brings us indoors to write.
But thank-yous are for all day
Every moment that we’re awake,
And your unmatched greetings give us life.
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