not one of us is judged
for our bumbling efforts
to make our way on earth
And no one is rewarded
for being the high status clown -
each one of us is laughable
in our lowdown or our haughty way
We all are loved -
loved even while laughed at,
loved beyond laughter,
loved to the point of awe, of tears.
It is our disapproval that gets laughed away -
no one is disapproved of here.
©Wendy Mulhern
May 7, 2020
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