Pretend
under canopy of starsand blanket of night
could we pretend
to know love . . .
in the heat of battle
over trespass and wrong
could we pretend
to forgive and amend . . .
as a snail slows under its load
as an ant carries a berry
when hearts bear heavy secrets
could we pretend there’s purpose . . .
if creation waits
for a curse to be lifted . . .
what harm if we step
beyond pretend
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©Marceline Lasater 5-15-02