Poem I wrote for you.

gray flecked stones

are making me a path

that laugh.

i know that laugh anywhere.

precious little hands

clutching mine

stability

comfort

love.

these fingers of mine

are desperate to hold you

all the time

but you’re slowing slipping away

on your own.

 

xo

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