This night my
Heart will surely
Break it’s been
Pounded and tenderized
Before held together
By hope and
Chicken wire but
Tonight oh tonight
It’s going to
Be shattered into
A million tiny
Bits do me
A favor will
You scoop some
Up and take
Them because some
Belong to you
Tonight we meet
To finally talk
Summit of sorts
To outline futures
Going forward I
Don’t wish positions
Or the bartering
Of belongings I
Do hope that
We settle differences
And remain friends
And strong allies
For the future
We’ve come this
Far waged wars
Connected our divides
Than to be
Anything less than
Comrades in arms
Would simply be
Much too little
Do I keep
All these photographs
Watching them age
As surely as
You will do
Or discard them
Without a trace
Haunting me instead
In memoried dreams
Do I touch
Your papered face
Retracing where once
My fingers danced
Peering into eyes
That once I
Watched fall asleep
Do I remember
Your giggling laughter
Like far off
Melodies being played
Or let you
Go like fall
Into the winter
Isn’t the purpose
Of keeping things
To use them
Then why should
I keep you
Around it’s simple
Just because I
Lost you doesn’t
Mean that I
Will lose you
Spoke to God
Again He offered
Three simple words
Let him go
But I replied
Won’t I ache
Replying He said
Do you really
Think that love
Is simply happiness
For if you
Do my son
Next you shall
Learn what love
Really truly is
The hardest part
Of camping isn’t
Pitching the tent
It’s taking it
Down for with
It goes joyful
Wilderness and starry
Skies and back
You go living
In little boxes
There is something
To be said
For freedom clear
Of constraints and
Limits I shall
Remember our moonlit
Nights the fire
All our dreams
As we return
To our tidy
Simple little lives
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 