And up

We walked

To my

Bedroom your

Hand placed

Lightly on

The small

Of my

Back guiding

Me up

Crutches on

Arm behind

Me from

Falling which

By now

You already

Know that

I have

And in

The hollows

A boy

Heard a

Bark a

Growl a

Jeer a

Yelp and

Carried his

Dog lifeless

In his

Arms laying

Him on

The stones

To say

Goodbye when

The dogs

Heart stopped

So did

The boy

Never to

Beat again

And what

Do I

Do with

The sand

Which was

Once my

Heart that

Now drips

Through my

Fingers how

Do I

Scoop it

Up gather

It form

It and

Place it

Back or

Do I

Build castles

And sit

Alone and

Recall times

When we

Built them

Together to

Ward off

Armies sit

With me

And play

Upon looking

At you

Broken I

See pieces

Scattered like

A mirror

Each fragment

Capable of

Reflection though

Shattered I’m

Certain that

You see

Me as

Incomplete too

A puzzle

Whose pieces

Have been

Lost Are

We not

Then imperfectly

Perfect for

Each other

I raised

A boy

Who was

Not my

Son I

Showed him

How to

Whittle and

Dream as

Clouds skated

By and

Swim in

Languid pools

And run

And to

Laugh at

Troubles and

Cry when

Hurt I

Think now

As I

Reflect we

Each turned

Each other

Into Men