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Everyday Protagonists

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First day

Of the tenth month

To the Romans

A Thursday this time ‘round

Named for Thor

(all the time)

It is near noon

There are yellow sunbeams

On the floor

I am thankful

For the light

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I imagine it’s cold outside

It’s cold inside

I don’t use much heat

I ran out of cream

And the wrong thing was provided

Now I have it

For the coffee

That is cooling to the left of me

With toast in a bowl

Close by

While I try to write

Trying not to make it sound

Too diary

Or Prufrockian

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Spell-check likes Prufrockian

So there must be a following

Well and good

Like Babbitt

Or Rabbit

Please Don’t Eat the Daisies

Diary of a Mad Housewife

Or Mad Woman

Erma Bombeck

In the pit

Dave Barry

Any who might live in Winesburg, Ohio

Ingesting Dandelion Wine

From time to time

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Our heroes are

The normal people

Ordinary people

Look to the left and to the right

You most likely won’t see Wonder Woman

Or James Bond

Sometimes we needn’t look

Because the heroes must be ourselves

Called to action

Called to serve

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The firefighters

Front-line anyone

For whom there is no reward

When the cost is life

Or in an easier but a self-determined way

We could say inconvenience

A step out of life

That otherwise is quotidian

The same

To make the call

Offer the handkerchief to blood

Turn to

Large or small,

Help another

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Too obvious?

Maybe

Who are the heroes?

Mostly,

They are us

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C L Couch

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Photo by Andrea Sánchez on Unsplash

Monterrey, Nuevo Leon, Mexico

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