For Different Occasions - Poem by Robert Rorabeck
Locked inside their cars for a long while
Even children who haven’t learned to spell see
The make-believe beauty the sun lights
Anonymous birthdays in the trees- shoppers
Walking to and from the malls,
The green avenues braided occasionally through
They feel her on their skin, their mother-
Gone away- even though they cannot see her.
Airplanes and birds barrette the sky
For different occasions.
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