Nearly every day

there is an opportunity for

brief grief.


The television brings you news

of those who’ve died in tragic ways.


The morning newspapers

carry similar stories .


A variety of tragedies

parade across your mind

and then into your heart —

but only briefly.


Your caring has its limits.


But doesn’t it seem

that the numbers you now deal with

have increased in recent years?


And your heart has not expanded.

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