When
You sat beside me
I couldn’t find the gears
on this car I drive every day.
Your half drunk bottle of water
has become the holy relic in a
smile bestowing, mobile shrine
to your presence next
to me.
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Shawn Bird is an author, poet, and educator in the beautiful Shuswap region of British Columbia, Canada. She is a proud member of Rotary.
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