Tiny Everythings

my knowledge of a cloud
the way a tulip strikes me
what I spent my last dollar on
how the words collide in my head

a wind chime as I walk
dishes from above
the hum of my refrigerator
my silent plea

the fear in my smile
the joy when we connect
aching in my knees
heat and cold as the wind changes

Witness me
Know me
Reflect me

Give me meaning.

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