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Beatrice

“The bringer of joy”

That doesn’t quite feel right

I’ve been told my smile lights up the room

But who am I to believe that my existence would be the pinnacle of bright?

And maybe that is the catch

You, a byproduct of human existence, make place in a very many things, I’ve noticed, so here’s a very incomplete list. 

In 2050,

In Vermont:

I hope there will be

the same amount

of forest,

but there may

be less

as there is now

from 1990.

I hope my children

will know