Shade
Some trees outlive us.Some trees we outlive.And if everything stayed aliveto shade our perfect lives we would have to bethe very first to die.
Some trees outlive us.Some trees we outlive.And if everything stayed aliveto shade our perfect lives we would have to bethe very first to die.
A place for everything and everything in it’s place. Where do I put the bag of baby clothes I washed and folded and packed and labeled the day before we heard about their miscarriage? There is no place for that. … Continued
Love is like a back massagewith the elbows strong, involvedpushing into muscles hardand you say it hurts, but good.
You came to bed so late last nightbecause you couldn’t sleep.I understand. When I’m not in bedI never sleep very deep.
I speak to my husband in This-ish.I speak to my baby in That-ish.And what language do I think in, you might ask.I think about what I am seeing.I think about what I am doing.And being poetic’s becoming a difficult task.
Every sweet thing can be wrapped in red and every sweet word can fit on a card but better than sweet is savory like a promise to do what is hard.
Who knew it was going to be so hard?Who knew life wasn’t easy or fair?Who knew? And who was gonna care?Who knew?You knew.And you were there.
I’m giving you a kiss because I love you,but I could also give a word,or I could hold you,or give a gift,or walk with you to someplace new,all because I love you. But I’m giving you a kissbecause I have … Continued
Human hearts can be so grossand yet it’s human hearts I treasure most.This Christmas, I just want to hold you close.All I want to do is hold you close.
Our baby’s always on the move.She wants to get up and gobut no place is safe for her.We watch the news and want to move,to leave, to get up and goto someplace other than earth.