Sunday, March 1, 2020

drifting Earthward


 I love you, even though I have never met you, 
 never felt your tender cheek in my palm, 
never whisked away an errant tear that
 left a glistening trail as it's heft and gravity pulled it earthward. You are part of the tissue,
 part of the threads that wove my heart into this form.
 I'm so thankful for your life.