And from the
Dark one scratch
And one flame
Lit a candle
And the room
Glowed as though
The moon broke
Free from late
Night clouds and
I found you
Watching me like
Shoppers mmming at
Freshly baked bread
Knowing even before
Laying down that
You had plans
For us tonight
Adventures and quests
And eventual lullabies
Life is odd
It requires trust
And talent trust
In knowing where
You belong and
Talent to get
You there like
A painter before
A blank canvas
Or a writer
Before a fresh
Page both trust
And talent creates
Something something miraculous
And expressive and
Inviting and worthy
And even if
It’s not the
Best it’s definitely
Something something towards
Your eventual best
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 