Holes.

Holes.

There are all kinds of holes.
Not just the ones
That go down.
Falling does not
Always end up on the ground.

The hole in me
Is not as dark as it seemed.
From where I am sitting,
It is a gateway to the future
In the garden of dreams.

The hole in me
Is green.
(Gerry Aldridge 2017)

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