Poetry Presents: Poem and Response

"Tumble out of bed
just as the sun crests the horizon.
Hobble over to the window.
Squint through the blinds.
Tug them apart, gently.
Let the light pour over you,
warm your cheeks, kiss your lashes, breathe
new air into your lungs;
scrub you, for a moment, clean.

-There's a new dawn every day. Hold on."
-S.S.

A response:

Clean is more than a word,
more than a description
of how far away from dirty we are.
Clean is a feeling.
New. Bright. Fresh.
Nothing clean is ever dirty;
don't doubt yourself.

-You deserve the happiness you want for yourself.