when i was younger

i worried about who may

or may not invite me to

the table. i feared rejection 

and saw loneliness waiting 

in the wings. and to be 

completely honest the older 

me does still somewhat 

worry about this as well.

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but my head now knows

that difference is an exiting

thing. that we are all not

‘same’ for a reason, that

diversity is what inspires

great legends, the painter’s

brush, the minstrel’s song,

the adventurer’s map.

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this beauty is thrilling and 

varied and there really 

is enough to go around. 

so, if i am not your cup of tea, 

please drink coffee instead. 

that is fine, and between us we 

make a much more interesting 

and vibrant banquet for us all.

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©Heather Pound 2022