Wednesday, May 10, 2017

You


I knew you when . . .

You were small and afraid, gentle and loving.

When everything you did . . .

Was tentative and sweet.

I knew you then . . .

When you were afraid to be afraid.

And practiced everything . . .

A million times.

I knew you my friend.

As I know you now . . .

Bright and strong, light and true.

You fill my heart

Like dust motes on a sunny day.




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