S. R. Lavin
S. R. Lavin Poems
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If it were possible
I would crawl backwards
on my face
to change what I did wrong,
those times I hurt those I loved
or had the chance to do
what I neglected to do,
where I trampled when
I should have tiptoed
or left when I should have stayed
or stayed when I should have gone.
Without love we are nothing.
Sometimes I see it all so clearly,
like, say, two mated birds,
doves, as a demonstration
of how to be.
He watches over her and protects her.
She fulfills his purpose, completes his love.
Perhaps that ...
My Secret Life
Staring down into the clear water or
squinting through the dazzle of light,
it’s a bit lonely looking north to the town.
The air doesn’t get any fresher,
the breeze is like an angel’s soothing breath.
On all sides it’s lush and sweet.
You live for days like this.
You are left to consider why men don’t live in peace.