for no reason,
sometimes music that sounds like coming home
will bring the tears -
I don't know why, a kind of longing, maybe
Sometimes I want to slide back
into a beloved book, one I've read
more than once. Just let
all the important problems
I seek so earnestly to solve
wait until morning,
until a festival of dreams
has washed my mind clean
and I'm ready to start again.
©Wendy Mulhern
May 8, 2022
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