Steven Harz / Americana Soul

Each morning I walk past you

enclosed in a glass box

with a red painted sign

that lets me know in an emergency

I’m allowed to break in

Each afternoon I will

place you in waxed paper

and press you between

musty leather bound Testaments

that teach me your Revelations

And each night before bed

I will take you off of my finger

and put you in a hinged velvet box

that reminds you and me

of your ultimate value

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copyright 2013 Steven Harz

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