We saw a funny picture
in the city
that twice broke my heart.
You held my hand
for two hours
while we laughed,
and we came out
to a world that’s changed;
a world that now laughs
at goats and heroes
each time we remember.
And we will remember.
For the world now breathes
but cackles
in the air.
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Its belly swells
with memories of moments
we’ve made,
ever-expanding with the stars;
it will never go dark.
For the sun that scorched
our backs
while we went ‘round
in a boat
will keep lighting our days.
No matter how many sundowns
we see; the gondolier’s voice
will hang in our ears
no matter how many songs
we hear.
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I cried a tear
in the night
but you wiped it with a kiss,
filled with a promise
of the next sunrise
we will greet together.
And my heart smiles
at the city
twice renewed.
I shall live
twice more hopeful,
my eyes locked
in the sky
twice brighter;
twice surer.
🎻
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The City Twice Renewed
July 24, 2022
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