Picnic (to Bean)

Friends came

Together to

Give you

A surprise

You were

Tickled and

Those brown

Eyes twinkled

Hugs followed

Giggles and

We talked

And we

Laughed and

Bunnies jumped

And fireflies

Floated the

Rain bathed

Everything anew

And we

Danced our

Little dance

Just you

And I

Fragile (to Bean)

Are we

Not slate

Or shale

Fragile and

Easily chipped

Broken when

Dropped and

Damaged beyond

Repair are

We not

Better left

In place

Than being

Discovered I

Think not

Upon discovery

We become

And in

Becoming we

Learn our

Nature blame

Not your

Handlers for

It is

They that

Found you

And caused

You to

Be who

You are

Blood (for Myles)

And then

It happened

To one

I love

A word

A color

Which defined

Him he

Was tender

And I

Poked him

There and

He bled

And while

I scooped

Up what

He had

Lost and

Tried to

Replace it

I knew

Then that

He’d never

Be the

Same and

His blood

Was on

My hands

Bicycle (to You)

And off

Came the

Guards and

With a

Push you

Rode and

Fell blood

And bruises

But again

You tried

And then

It came

And you

Flew beyond

Me but

Always returned

Key

And then

You found

A key

Upon which

You wished

You tried

Every lock

In every

Town in

The kingdom

It didn’t

Fit nor

Did it

Turn but

A key

Must unlock

Something you

Thought and

Then you

Found me