I use to have this sense of humor
You know –
I don’t know if it was a good one or not
But it got me through
This genuine smile
Lighthearted laugh;
No small thing,
All things considered.
I remember it sometimes
And every trauma it has endured
Over the last few years.
I hope
Maybe
It’ll find a better home.
Poetry
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