Bubble Language School

A Poem for February 19th, 2023

This poem is dedicated to

New Beginnings from Old Roots

Under the rising steam of a sewer grate,

in a dark alleyway in Korea,

You waved at me to go ahead.

To push and live life.

Now, you offer a way to write my way to a future campervan park with my family,

living my days old,

fixing stuff and improving with recyclables,

sharing experiences and happiness in whatever art form I choose along the way.

Thank you.

Luck.

Discipline.

Talent.

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