Beautiful With Sadness

Dawn departures
In the rain,
Bus terminal kisses
For long journeys
With arrested love,
Delicate poetry crawls
Down along lonely and dirty avenues.

In afternoon restaurants,
We gather ourselves
Like parking meter coins
Or a waitress’ tips
And still come up short
With our meager ambitions.

At dusk,
A serenade from birds,
This life is beautiful with sadness.

poem by Uriah Hamilton
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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