The hummingbird says I can fly into the smallest places to heal

This late in our lives, the sugar still draws
us to its source.

This side of it, I look into the rain
and my thoughts are always and to the end,
of you.

Can someone tell me what rain is
besides weeping?

Precipitate
means both the cause of falling and flowing,
as well as headlong, hasty.

In his room, your sister's child is reading
the first of a long series of novels
aloud to himself. He is still
unhurried; he tells himself
he will finish.

There are many bright pictures
when I think of you at that age—
so many more than the ones
brushed with rain.

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