My dear boy
Your heart is
Breaking by loss
Everything begins and
Everything ends we
Often don’t splash
In the puddle
Of life thinking
That rain comes
But when it
Doesn’t and life
Dries up we
Cry grieve now
Knowing that love
Will fill your
Puddle and once
Again soon you’ll
Splash being silly
The aroma wafts
Through my house
Like the sweet
Melodies of music
Teasing me with
Sun its shyness
Begins to break
Beneath sparse clouds
Like the eggs
Now frying white
And yellow as
I stretch like
A lazy cat
Cup in hand
I wait like
A Christmas child
For the presents
Promised this day
My dear boy
We are all
Born one thing
Then become another
Like the acorn
Begins as something
Round and hard
Then with time
Becomes something majestic
Let yourself be
Protected right now
And over time
Your canopy spreads
Then withstanding anything
Bringing eventual shade
To everything else
Sweetheart there is
Something that you
Need to understand
Life isn’t happenstance
Before you were
Born the heavens
Kissed you giving
A little bit
Of itself to
You that’s why
I can see
The galaxies twinkling
In your eyes
And the sun
In your smile
And hear the
Oceans of moon
In your laugh
A home cooked
Meal after a
Long journey you
Are to me
Robust warm and
Filling tasty savory
And filling welcomed
Hearty and satisfying
Always desired rarely
Enjoyed paired with
The wine of
Us we sit
And enjoy nightly
The meal that
We are together
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 