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How These Words Happened

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My Name Is William Tell
For My Young Friends Who Are Afraid
How These Words Happened
Poetry


It could happen any time, tornado,
earthquake, Armageddon. It could happen.
Or sunshine, love, salvation.

It could you know. That’s why we wake
and look out–no guarantees
in this life.

But some bonuses, like morning,
like right now, like noon,
like evening.

AuthorWilliam Stafford
2022-11-06T12:12:37+00:00 October 30th, 2022|Categories: Poetry, Literature, Blesok no. 147|Comments Off on How These Words Happened