©2020 Susan Noyes Anderson

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The world has not gone dark,
and soft stars sparkle in the sky
on summer nights.
The dawn still lights.

©2020 Susan Noyes Anderson

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I wear your absence like a hat, too tightly,
its brim subduing light relentlessly.
Son-light, grown brighter from celestial moorings,
and yet at times so difficult to see.

©2020 Susan Noyes Anderson

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This year, on Independence Day,
it’s hard to know just what to say,
for words are used as weapons now
by some who vow or disavow
whatever stance one might defend,
with all sides easy to offend.

©2020 Susan Noyes Anderson

come and sit
beneath my blanket
as you did when
we shared space

©2020 Susan Noyes Anderson

Art image by JaclynsStudio

In life, it was mine to give you care,
a role I would never begrudge at all…
from blissful days of downy hair,
(and me ever grateful that I was there)
through years that bore fruit in a wailing wall.

©2020 Susan Noyes Anderson

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the sun has left the sky
vanishing on a sigh
while lesser stars prevail
in fading shades of pale

©2020 Susan Noyes Anderson

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all lives matter
black lives matter
his life matters
mine

 ©2020 Susan Noyes Anderson

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A merry-go-round is Covid, friends.
Somehow, we will ride through it.
The CDC has put out info.
Why don’t we review it?