Him or Her

Looking at him
His smile
His faith
We fit
Not perfectly
But that’s us

Looking
Looking
At him
Then turning away
Closing the door
In his face

Looking at her
Her smile
Her faith
We fit
Not perfectly
But that’s us

Looking
Looking
At her
Then turning away
Closing the door
In her face

I wake up,
My “pinky” bear right next to me
Like always
With my father
And my sister
In the rooms across and next to me

I’m home
No him
No her
Just me
And the people that matter

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