Take my hand
let me show
then you’ll know
let my fingers
do their dance
as they prance
across your skin
do I begin
something else akin
to feeling love
or from above
do I fear
of being near
ThisOne
There’s this one
song that reminds
me of time
and again time
and times gone
its harmonious ballad
haunts the halls
of my heart
like a figure
ducking into doorways
holding a candle
Family
Plenty and enough
the happy twins
and cousins to
grace and grateful
are the blessed
children of gratitude
and of love
and the grandkids
of joy and
of patience peace
Rose
What if
the rose
only bloomed
once or
at night
or not
at all
would it
still be
worth keeping
if never
a bouquet
it would
ever see
Colors
I adapt
a chameleon
I change
my colors
but now
being alone
I can
finally be
my one
true color
or whatever
or whichever
or none
at all
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 