I’m happy for
No reason like
A child is
Happy simply to
Be outside or
Happy simply knowing
That there are
Presents at Christmas
Happy for everyone
Getting one it’s
A blessed feeling
Knowing that the
Angels kissed me
Last night granting
Me my wishes
Category: Curiosity
Batter
Back to the
Dugout having just
Struck out again
To wonder if
If I should
Continue to play
Knowing that I
I have promise
If only I
Could get on
Base I know
That I would
Make it home
MorningsParfait
The mornings sky
Is heavy with
Cream like my
Mother shaved off
Milk and added
Strawberries for breakfast
Thick with dollops
Of clouds the
Blueest of blueberries
Begins to peak
Through as they
Did when I
Was a child
Not knowing my
Mother buried them
A sweet surprise
ThisIsDating
I’m like that
Acorn that’s freshly
Fallen from Mother
Oak landing on
The carpet of
My older brother
And sisters carried
By squirrel and
Buried as bounty
Far from home
Coddled in earth
I survive the
Winters wasteland above
Drink drops of
Water and in
Spring pop an
Arm and dig
Myself to sunlight
This is dating
Endings (to Christopher)
And so you’re
Silent and faraway
Like the missing
Last few pages
Of favorite stories
I make up
An ending fit
For a princess
Because I fear
That the way
We really end
Is the way
That we are
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 