Heather Pound

i am grieving a little, lovely poem

that was in my head three days ago,

but at the time of inspiration

i was much too busy to record.

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alas i can still see her frame

but her essence now is sadly gone.

her sister may visit in days to come

but will never look just like she was.

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this is not a terrible thing compared

to major tragedies, of course,

but i think that it is still a shame as

of her i was quite fond.

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—busyness, while sometimes necessary, is the killer of creativity.