The Ampersand 

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p style=”font-family:"font-size:16px;”>Ah, the ampersand!

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p style=”font-family:"font-size:16px;”>A glorious path

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p style=”font-family:"font-size:16px;”>Uniting, bringing

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p style=”font-family:"font-size:16px;”>Ideas, people,

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p style=”font-family:"font-size:16px;”>All things

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p style=”font-family:"font-size:16px;”>Together

I drove through this town 
Historically Floridian
Just after dusk 

Children biked past 
To safe security 
Of electric lighting 
Dinners, cleanliness
And the dreams 
Of being beloved 

Yellowish glow 
Flows from glass 
Interrupting the night’s
Dark embrace. 

I wonder what 
Such sensation 
Feels like 

Saving Grace

Sometimes, my goal is
Simple: don’t screw things 
Up, don’t make it worse. 

Really, the best I offer?
Love, to care, gently holding 
Small pieces of this
Life, and try to help them 
Feel their glorious uniqueness.
Maybe, just maybe, bring a
Little bit more light into
This angry, bitter world.

Of such I dream.