Exhale in the Morning
Exhale!
We go dark and deep together
To a place of healing and together
We see the sun, the moon, the rain
And we feel each other’s hugs.
No one says a word
We all know this silence.
It is a place of healing—
Side by side, step by step
As we allow the tears to fall.
We know this brief comfort.
In the morning
We climb the tree house together.
© 2005 Vorkink
poem by Nancy Vorkink
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Daniel, My Son
For the first time
I sense anxiety for you and
Your family, even though
You are under UNHCR protective
Status, there are new
Elections in new homeland
And the outcome could affect
You and your family.
The main issue between the runoff
Candidates is education.
Education is something
Americans take for granted.
In Africa, it is a calling card,
A sign of a marked man or woman,
Someone who knows more,
Or thought so. Superior.
King George, raised in slums
Still uneducated but in the soccer
Game, claims he is clean of
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