She Lifted Me: Revolutionary IMprov Sonnet

She took me in,/
brain, food, heart, soul,
dancing, laughing, roll
on, roll in, rolling again.

I didn’t ask her to.
She just did.
She just was. She just is.
Lifting me when I was through.

With bright, piercing eyes,
taking me down a way
where I could see a different day,
I’d grasp the future in surprise.

She taught me how to take the past
out of the future, and leave it there at last.

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