I found this poem in the box of clippings that I keep for collages and inspiration. I’ve kept this box for years (although every time I move apartments, I question my sanity for lugging a box of scrap paper with me), adding and subtracting at random intervals. It yields wonderful treasures regularly – like this short poem by Ms. Bergh with illustration. I was struck first by the simple beauty of the poem and then the youth and short life of the author. You can read a beautiful tribute to the poet here. The back of the scrap has mention of DooGood’s Urban Almanac, so I believe that is it’s source. Photograph by me.