The snow collected
Like halos around
Tree roots and
Toilet paper on
Eaves chill kept
It there until
Mid morning sun
Melted like a
Warming pan disappearing
Before my eyes
Like you did
Yesterday you too
Chilled by the
Frost of distance
Being one thing
And then another
First beautiful inspiration
And later something
Needed but invisible
The one beacon
Reminding me of
Hope during this
Fog of my
Daily life is
Your glowing smile
And your eyes
Which blink like
A ships lantern
Sending coded messages
Across the miles
I am here
And soon will
Be there safely
With you it
Says with winks
The one thing
That sickens me
About all this
Is your fear
Being translated into
Cowardice as though
Retreating is worse
Than running but
Taking two steps
Back away from
Me causes me
To stop to
Oh I don’t
Know wait or
Maybe follow or
Even maybe let
You go away
But when you
Run you know
That I can’t
Because it’s impossible
To run while
Holding my heart
Out in front
And still the
Teasing continues like
A toddler with
A Jack-in-the-box you
Wind me up
And out I
Jump to the
Sound of glee
Or you like
The school bus
Which I patiently
Await I hear
From afar wagging
Knowing that soon
We will play
On this sunny
And warm afternoon
We dance the
Dance the pirouette
Of interest and
Curiosity like hummingbirds
Bobbing about the
Same sugary feeder
Called us we
Hover and dive
Picking up pecks
Of sweet nectar
Or like starlings
Hopping amongst twigs
We look for
That special wood
Which would make
Our nest complete
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 