Lucky Man, Quiet Man

You see him spill crushed parts
in shiny, slick gutters.
You pick them up and place them
gently on his chimney.
You light the fires with old, dark maples
warming his soul tenderly.
You call forth the blue angel within
to fling capes to protect his heart.
You send pillows of fluffy gold good
to cushion all of his falls.
and the only reason you do
is because you are a good human being.

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  1. #1 by Evelyn on March 29, 2011 - 12:36 pm

    I would be lying if I didnt say this brought tears to my eyes.
    There are other reasons…

    • #2 by Carl on March 29, 2011 - 10:24 pm

      It was an emotional write. Thank you for your comment. Thank you for reading.

  2. #3 by Life: Between the lines on March 29, 2011 - 9:38 pm

    awww that was so sweet!!! 🙂
    I think there a few good ones left as well…

    • #4 by Carl on March 29, 2011 - 10:28 pm

      Thank you so much for your comment!

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