It is not
That I miss
You it’s just
That the tiny
Filaments of your
Life have been
Spun into the
Fabric of mine
In time I
Will simply tuck
You away safely
In the corner
Of my closet
But until then
I will wear
You for you
Keep me warm
Category: Bean
Trust
Last when I
Spoke to God
He said two
Things to me
Which I didn’t
Understand yet trusted
Let him go
Let him be
Sometimes you never
Realize their meanings
Until after you’ve
Passed through the
Storms eye and
Are delivered new
God didn’t suggest
Saying good bye
He meant as
You have him
Nor did He
Mean silence but
As he is
Trust in Him
And just the
Things He says
He knows peace
Best and precisely
What it takes
To get there
Alive (to Bean & Me)
Like a tree
That has shed
Its leaves I
Stand naked barren
Ready for winters
Onslaught of snow
And biting cold
Yet I know
That what comes
After is new
Spring full of
Budding blooming life
And those long
Warm summer days
Of shimmying shade
I’m not worried
I’m happy for
I am alive
Always beautifully alive
Break
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
Summit
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
