DON’T FEEL SORRY FOR ME

 

Don’t feel sorry for me.

I just found forever underneath a stone,

and salvation in the sunshine along Spring Street.

I found something funny in something sad,

and a thought worth a dollar in the wind

in the trees. Don’t feel sorry for me.

I know the secret of starting a new life.

I hear announcements from daffodils

and songs sung by boulders in the woods.

I write with a pencil that prays as it writes,

so don’t feel sorry for me.