I'm thinking of you Michelle
warming past the tree
where we frolicked with the day
memory takes me to that hill
All the year I've worn my heart
in comfort drawn to wait
the times that bring you near
just not expecting now and so dear
But here you are wrapping around my years
growing with me not tears
but moments spent in learning trees
and little pieces of poured cement
with your name that lasts
it's just not fair how living
can't be cast
The dog's bark is for you too
and the jasmine hanging on the fence by me
a roller in the grass of playful came to be
itched with laughter until the tears were only mine
So this day I know you see the pool we built
the year you died
as if to hide in the joyous splash
your brothers made into what was a hill
where dogs remarked
yet still
I miss the way your gleeful filled the day
and colored the empty place in me with play
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