fragile
In this great world of God's Creation
Souls stand abreast awaiting activation
Sublimely crafted this human form
Vibrant, alive and ever-warm
Newborn babes;
Delicate, supple as downy swaddle
Resilient, you need not coddle
Anomalous wonder this human being
With ears that hear, eyes for seeing
Lo, change comes without warning
Many diseased, hot fevers burning
Fragile one, fragile masses
Life takes hold and quickly passes
poem by Ray Lucero
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