(U)ndertow

We make mistakes.

Set out the old dishes,

save the china

for better days.

We climb too high,

on ladders,

in love.

Fall, and break.

We fight the undertow.

Refuse to sink.

Yet we do anyway.

And sometimes, as we sit on the bottom, sunlight through the surface barely reaching us, we are still  allowed illumination.

That taffy, after salt water,

is sweeter.

~

A to Z day 21

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