Sunday, October 25, 2015

Your words

Summer 2013

Piano notes and my little girl's fingers
and knee scrapes and cut chins and joy
and fear.
The irrepressible toothless grin from
a water slide collision and golden skin
and hasty ponytails.
Nancy Drew with her mommy and in the land
of Oz with me.  The scarecrow has a brain,
as those sleuths know.
A Bike ride and a dance.  A wandering bird building a nest.
Ph-on-ics.  Old movies of heavy nostalgia in black and white.
Our technicolor world!


These words are yours.  Written when it was simply a reflection of summer, not a reflection of your last healthy summer.  Before you ever thought to utter the words "I'm going to make it"
How I miss you so.  

I love you handsome man. 
take care, 

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