FOR SAID
This poem for you
shows a way I found
to be at peace
with going upstairs.
Maybe someday I will
grow into who I was
before you knew me,
standing in the doorway
with a better question
in my mouth. If I ever
forget to be with you,
remind me to bring
along a newer way
of knowing when to go on.
Thursday, May 5, 2011
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