And now the
Birds outside my
Windows have begun
To sing the
Tickling morning melodies
Awakening a sleepy
Saul who is
Stretching and yawning
Soft crimson east
Beyond the trees
Like the aroma
Of apple pie
Wafting through checker
Curtained kitchen windows
Or like your
Rough shadow as
It brushes against
My cheek kissing
Me good morning
And it came
Like a cautious
Step on a
Freshly iced pond
His voice from
Afar hesitant tentative
Like the hand
Of a child
To the jowls
Of sleeping dogs
It was not
What I expected
Or dreamed or
Thought it’d be
It was simply
A new stranger
Once again asking
For some time
Absent the cacophony
The bombshell barrage
Of our last
Campaign months ago
It is now
Peace time now
A time to
Collect the dead
And start over
Just as friends
And like water
Added to sand
You sit there
Inside me being
You and making
Me from dryness
Into a pool
Where birds splash
And fish swim
And I you
Too give you
A reason to
Be something other
Than what you
Originally have been
And there are
Buds and there
Are blossoms there
Are snowflakes and
There are snowstorms
There are pennies
And there are
Dollars yet the
Greater isn’t better
It’s simply grander
Everything starts the
Other usually as
One simple thing
Joined by others
Such is love
Such is life
Be the first
Thing and others
Will join you
Creating something marvelous
Oh I’ve been
Embarrassed and have
Felt the crimson
Grow like algae
On my cheeks
But I’ve never
Felt foolish to
Love for there
I am whole
Do not shy
Away from something
As simple for
Does a dog
Stop wagging its
Tail as soon
As you arrive
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 