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miss weesha

three year old running
with a bear eating honey grin
arms outstretched
feet racing toward the warmth
she feels
when she sees me
and says the words
miss weesha

her hug shattering
my jeweled necklace
two hundred strung beads
diamond clear cut
falling onto the mulch covered playground
at my ballet slipper feet

i smile
embracing her all the more
for teaching me
real love
shatters
everything fake
which came before it

even
costume jewelry

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