Day 358: Cheer

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when elders clap
in rhythm and ‘round,
and egg the young ones on,

when they stand and cheer
those clumsy souls
of toddlers overgrown,

it is the most whole social feeling
i’ve come to know.

 

as if the sound of our
far more skillful hands,
slapping together
in unison,
actually grew the youths
before our very eyes –

a quarter inch of soul
for every thwacked acclaim –

and the surprised twinkles
that sparked from their sockets
and shouted,

“yes!
did you hear?
did you watch
and know me,
really?!”

 

and we did.
us oldies,
in awe
of all our stages,
we did.

∴

 

 

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