i can be really good at building walls

perhaps we all are

i figured/hoped/prayed that with age i’d stop trying

sometimes, still, up they rise

but the super fantastic thing is that

nowadays i seem to forget to truly fortify

and when sweet Love shows up ready to blast them down

which is what always eventually happens anyway

instead of fighting the process and creating useless drama

i stand in the rubble with much gratitude

and offer Love a glass of wine and a hug

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