Put this in your underwear drawer.
Fold it up and make copy hidden with your tax return
next year and the year after place it in the prior year’s
to be read again.
For when you have a dark day.
This earth is a marvel.
Wake early before the sun trembles upon the horizon with hope.
You never know what she might drag with her.
It could be weather that blows from the north.
Count on her sense of humor to catch you.
Monarch butterflies come and munch upon the passiflora,
you recall the coral passion vines that grow rampant upon the tree fort.
The fruit is sweetest when slightly shriveled
on the days when the sun showed no kindness
she beat you with poverty, loss of love and cancer.
That wasn’t my worst day,
terrifying thought that you might give up hope, is fear.
Always tomorrow the tin man gets a heart,
you win publishers clearing house and they find a cure.
For today something miniscule
one butterfly lands near your core.
Say you are loved you have known great love you will have it again.
Open your hands when it comes,
risk everything not to pick off the magic on the wings.
My heart will be clapping saying Bravo.
Caroline Gerardo copyright © 2011
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