Finger Poem

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Photo credit: Scott Cain "September Squall" 

For all




I looked at my finger today, 


And I remembered how I had sliced off a hunk on a Sunday


There was so much wind blowing through my hair 


And I of thought how grateful I was beyond the little scare


My index to keep in old the self aware


And I let the fingers run through to push the wind back into the air

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