A baby smiles
she survived the rubble
in Japan
a writer smiles
she saw a rainbow
a walk with bright yellow umbrellas
in the rain
a feeling that life
will go on once again
sending off packages of illustrations
and words
to meet dignitaries
wondering if they
will hear our joy
as well as our sorrow
a walk with purple orchids
in the wind
true friends emerge
to give us
wings
firm and staunch
hearing our sorrow
and our joy
turning myself inside out
and upside down
to walk with peace
harmonicas on a Sunday
show that birthdays
can be cool in
a Bob Dylan kind of moment
for the young
cyclone forged friendships
will go on
surviving all the loss
we cannot know
embracing all the human depths
By June Perkins
Ripple Poetry 
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