He is so
Many things that
To simply describe
Would diminish the
Rest imagine if
You will a
Willow in summer
Giving shade from
Sun or perhaps
A cloudburst on
A dusty plain
Or maybe snow
On Christmas Eve
Or the knowing
That you’ve known
Each other before
And forever have
Found comfort in
The other for
All of millennia
From around a
Blind corner you
Came surprising me
Face to face
We stared and
Stammered and sighed
And sought refuge
Inside of ourselves
Hoping the other
Wouldn’t see and
Then smiles broke
Free exposing us
And our chagrin
To each other
Then we began
Right there something
We call us
In my life
I’ve learned to
Listen to the
Songs in my
Heart some are
Bittersweet melodies others
Are sensual sambas
While others are
Joyful choruses and
Some the sweet
Sounds of far
Off flutes but
All of them
Are my songs
Composed for me
Up in heaven
Thumbnail smiles and
Two pups in
Arms happy eyes
Sang soft sweet
Songs of affection
Chatting turned secrets
And teasing and
Laughter what’s next
Only heaven knows
But I’m glad
I met you
Even this briefly
Sometimes life reminds
Me of that
One Christmas long
Ago when for
Days I spied
Upon that one
Gift nestled beneath
The tree knowing
That it was
For me and
When the day
Finally. came it
Went to someone
Else oh the
Gifts that I
Received were fine
But it was
That one that
Made that Christmas
Special to me
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 